C129 Outdoor Home Visit the Cruelty of Love(1)

Once again, I pulled away from the scenes and placed myself in the empty space, carefully considering the secrets behind this image. Bozeman was lying face down on the vast expanse of snow, the surrounding snow had already stopped falling, and the snowflakes covered more than half of his body. However, I could still see the dark-red blood flowing out from the back of his waist