Schurr Shot picture of the sun using pop color mode
Transparent reaper gathers souls, sends some to scream in the pits of eternal dismay and torture. Disembodied others are sent to an infinite oasis of love and laughter, complete with purity and positive passion. Angels of death summon deeds of despair and ones of sheer delight.I once meet eye to eye with a doctor of death, for reasons unknown to myself, I'm still entrap on Earth. All I remember about the reaper was the vividly intriguing question marks centered in the black of its eyes. Mark Schurr
