Drum: VISION
So sincere was his tone, so authoritative his voice, the traveller didn’t hesitate.
He reached down and took the god’s hand. As he did so the god became whole
flesh once more.
The traveller, overwhelmed by fear, fell to his knees. “If you are truly a god why did
you need my assistance,” he quivered. “I didn’t need your help to stand, old man,”
said the god, “I needed you to believe.”
Photography by Pieter van der Houwen
Words from Toks Majek
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