I thought of this from Mr. E. A. Poe...
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!' This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more."
Maybe it's because the image seems to be conjured up from another time and another place. Strangely familiar and unfamiliar too. Magical, mystical twins... I know these women well. And at the same time, they are a total mystery to me.
And the Man behind the camera?! I think he's not a man at all. No he's the Black Raven himself. A dark, desiccated old crow softly croaking "Nevermore," as he snaps away with his little black box image conjurer.
Omega!
