Day Two Hundred and Four: 12th February 2013

a smoky shroud is all that remains now
and the acrid aroma of smouldering bush
a gentle breeze carving a path for the struggling sun
and the undulating hum of spotter helicopters
rising and falling
giant mosquitoes in the sky

Digital Drawing

Digital Drawing

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