Fractured soul (4/8): Root of pain by Jean_C
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Enfin la parole lui vint. Le garçon le premier naquit dans la souffrance Puis la fille arriva Puis la mort. Les noirs corbeaux parlaient: "La femelle est en trop, envoyée du démon Son premier souffle ravi à sa mère". Il fallait la bannir, l'arracher à son frère, Dont elle ne saurait que créer le malheur! L'enfant prince restait là, Sa soeur sur les chemins, Loin.
Poem by Jean_C Image created with Poser Pro 2012, no background! I make all the poses I use. Lighting by me, as always. Thanks for all your nice comments on my previous pictures, or for just taking a peek! "Click" to view my previous image of this series.

Comments (68)
Amazing lighting, but a very sad story!
Magnificent poem, and a beautiful illustration of it!
Professional work!!!Bravo!!!!
A sad story but a fantastic image. Une histoire triste, mais une image fantastique.
En un seul mot : EPIQUE!!
AMAZING WORK JEAN, WITH A FEELING!
So many women died in childbirth in those days....so sad. Very touching scene.
wonderful composed scene with impressive details and story behind! ;o)