Soft as a whisper, shrouded like smoke.

"....we are bound by this yoke."

They vanished once more. A part of the collection, and hopefully one day separate.

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My Self Exile - The Shane Frost Collection

A collection of images and works collected over last month that shall be released among my galleries for the next few weeks.

This album will be free for everyone, but donations go a long way with bills making things tight.

Click here if you want to donate