The ER doctor will not give up on this heart-attacked person. It is clear that he should: see photo. The other doctors, nurses, paramedics or whatever they are are stealing looks at eachother. The doctor drops his hands and paddles to his sides. Someone says: Call it. The person is now a corpse. Everyone hangs their heads. Music swells.
Shall I consider a career in writing bad television series? Mills and Boon romances? Ha ha!
I love how you read the urban landscape. Nice shot – particularly like the way the line fades at the end.
Hey, thanks, Richard. Nice compliment.
Clever photo…I really like this…:)
I have returned, and I will be posting my new blog today stay tune.
Hey, Charlie-who-has-returned!
Thank you. I’ll be over to check out your post.
CHARGING!
CLEAR!
The ER doctor will not give up on this heart-attacked person. It is clear that he should: see photo. The other doctors, nurses, paramedics or whatever they are are stealing looks at eachother. The doctor drops his hands and paddles to his sides. Someone says: Call it. The person is now a corpse. Everyone hangs their heads. Music swells.
Shall I consider a career in writing bad television series? Mills and Boon romances? Ha ha!
Love those dark ‘tentacles’ coming down to …?
Very cool!
I think the tentacle things look liked charred skeletal fingers.