Her face is made of newspaper. The story of her life is imprinted all over her face… Someone who reads her story will have the opinion that she hides her own identity in lots of stories about other people.
They may try to follow the sun, the direction of the light, but then they come to a point where they ask if they are on the right road. Should they be there? Or should they be in a different direction?
People or Targets
I haven’t ever seen any elephants in a church… The elephants have no say. This one wants to do it the right way. This one wants to warn them… They are making too much noise.