"If she was beautiful at rest she was doubly so awake. Asleep she was a painting of a fire. Awake she was the fire itself.
Dawn was coming. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Dawn was coming. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts.
