... Just then a young boar came running by. The huntsman killed it, cut out its lungs and liver, and took them back to the queen as proof of her death. The cook had to boil them with salt, and the wicked woman ate them, supposing that she had eaten her lungs and liver.
The poor child was now all alone in the great forest, and she was so afraid that she just looked at all the leaves on the trees and did not know what to do. Then she began to run. She ran over sharp stones and through thorns, and wild animals jumped at her, but they did her no harm. She ran as fas as her feet could carry her, and just as evening was about to fall she saw a little house and went inside in order to rest...
(ok, the story would have given sooo many better clues for a photo but it's absolutely pouring down with rain outside... no way I'm gonna get my camera out there!)
You can't figure in the elements sometimes. This works fabulous--really cool focus on this photo. I know which version you're using now--very cool, Yoori!!
@hednod@palusami@rudit@amattr@bugik Sorry for the late response, have not been online for almost two days... - thank you so much for your lovely comments!
