silent stories not often told for nightime

My creation, originally uploaded by jill y.

portal to another world, originally uploaded by jill y.

Many many open doors lined the streets of Havana. I couldn't figure out if the guest was the wind or a friend with gossip. They all represented a choice and often a glimpse into another world where once ornate tiles and banisters gleamed in abundance. Long shattered, torn away or left to collect pre 1959 dust.

Wind whispering sometimes tales in silent dusty swirls.