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See me rise, watch me fall -
I’m not steady at all.
Sometimes life hurts like hell -
I know this too well...

When it’s dark, the stars come out
And for a moment we are saved.
Yeah, when it’s dark, in the darkest hour,
Stars come out...

Birds fly south, winter’s blue,
I’ll put my faith in you.
Sometimes life hurts like hell -
I know this too well...

When it’s dark, the stars come out
And for a moment we are saved.
Yeah, when it’s dark, in the darkest hour,
Stars come out...

When it’s dark, the stars come out
And for a moment we are saved.
Yeah, when it’s dark, in the darkest hour,
Stars come out...

Marischen tried to cheer herself up, singing even in the darkest hour of the Alsace, but she was so close to fell into despair. Snow was mixed with dust, and recovered the village like a shroud would do. Was she the only survivor? Is her effort to search for another survivor useless?
Please, please, stars, please come out and save us...

Alternate pic of Heures Sombres [link] commissionned by a close friend.
This is four times bigger than the usual pic I do - a 36x48cm (15x18inch) - and that explains the difficulties to scan it.

As many have guessed, this is more about the fall of the Alsace, which pictures my district 65 years ago. In less than a century, the Alsace was the prey of three wars. And two of them were world wide.
For the only crime to be in the middle of two countries. How many of them had search for a relative in the ruins of their native village? ...

I'm glad to live in a peaceful district and to never have lived during a war.

Inspired by Stars come out by ATB [link] . Give it a try, it's definitively worth it...

Marischen © Amiral Aesir

Watercolors the 30th May 2010.

Description
See me rise, watch me fall -
I’m not steady at all.
Sometimes life hurts like hell -
I know this too well...

When it’s dark, the stars come out
And for a moment we are saved.
Yeah, when it’s dark, in the darkest hour,
Stars come out...

Birds fly south, winter’s blue,
I’ll put my faith in you.
Sometimes life hurts like hell -
I know this too well...

When it’s dark, the stars come out
And for a moment we are saved.
Yeah, when it’s dark, in the darkest hour,
Stars come out...

When it’s dark, the stars come out
And for a moment we are saved.
Yeah, when it’s dark, in the darkest hour,
Stars come out...

Marischen tried to cheer herself up, singing even in the darkest hour of the Alsace, but she was so close to fell into despair. Snow was mixed with dust, and recovered the village like a shroud would do. Was she the only survivor? Is her effort to search for another survivor useless?
Please, please, stars, please come out and save us...

Alternate pic of Heures Sombres [link] commissionned by a close friend.
This is four times bigger than the usual pic I do - a 36x48cm (15x18inch) - and that explains the difficulties to scan it.

As many have guessed, this is more about the fall of the Alsace, which pictures my district 65 years ago. In less than a century, the Alsace was the prey of three wars. And two of them were world wide.
For the only crime to be in the middle of two countries. How many of them had search for a relative in the ruins of their native village? ...

I'm glad to live in a peaceful district and to never have lived during a war.

Inspired by Stars come out by ATB [link] . Give it a try, it's definitively worth it...

Marischen © Amiral Aesir

Watercolors the 30th May 2010.