The Mortal Boy King II by Michael Vincent Manalo

This is how I remembered myself in the house I used to live in when I was growing up. I wake up to see the sunrise, bright and caressing my face to an almost dreamy glory. A memory, is its existence now and only nostalgia can bring those events back. This photo-manipulation is printed on Canson® Infinity Rag Photographique Matte Fine-art Paper.