“He Was A Good Stalker”

He was 
a good stalker.

Seeing 
the old shadows 
Hearing 
the sounds of 
the old Zone.

He was 
a treasure, hiding 
from 
what he went through 
Memories 
of blood, past, 
scars 
of the lost loved ones 
- he felt them.

He was 
a good stalker.

Washed away 
in Pripyat River 
Floating 
in waves, cold, 
getting lost, floods 
changed 
his path.

He was 
an orient one.

Losing 
consciousness

Dreaming

Ice covered 
his whispers below.

Stone cold, 
not remembering.

Note: the title corresponds with the title of a soundtrack from the videogame S.T.A.L.K.E.R. Its melancholy was a source of inspiration just as the photo above. Thanks to StarionCostumes and GSC Game World.

Photo: StarionCostumes