erinthul

Echoes of Salem

Added 2025-08-23 15:42:08 +0000 UTC

The wind carried whispers that were not its own. She stood beneath the old tree, lantern trembling, and heard them—pleas, denials, prayers—woven into the night.
Her grandmother’s words returned: “The earth remembers.”
Closing her eyes, the girl whispered, “I hear you.”
For a moment, the silence deepened. Then the echoes of Salem stirred again—not in torment, but in acknowledgment.

Today I wanted to show you my first photoshoot taken with my new camera. Not gonna lie - at first I had some troubles with the focus and since I still use my old lens, the change is not that visible but the workflow was so much better. Taking self-portraits is now so much faster and easier.

I wanted to do simple shots at the beginning but can't wait to try it out in more challenging settings.

As always would love to know your opinion.

Love, Erinthul.