Homesick, Colored

Crystalis. Thousands of years of painful memories... but the one that hold her heart like a vice is the beauty of her homelands she was cast from. Some dream of being immortal, but when one actually has it, you find things, small things, large things, fade away with time, even things held as timeless, crumble under the ages. Her home has long eroded away under the river of time, and this simple garden reminds her of its former glory...

Or maybe its just the beer.

(p.s. free to take, and enjoy.)