Brick walls in a fantasy

There were stars in the sky and brick walls in the fantastic story that I am about to tell you.
As I stared in that direction I immediately realized that this was truly fascinating.
I was a bit surprised that I was actually surprised about it.
The noise from the other side seemed to get more melodic with every passing hour.
If not for those small cars speeding under the bridge, you could even hear the ants scurrying around your ears.
Her eyes felt dry. The water from the rain oozed through her red hair and slipped by her red lips.
The evening got pleasant. A storm was leaving that fresh smell of wind in the air.
The devils got 90000 women he just need 1 more.
Just the kind of woman who is bound to go.



So there it is. Well some of the middle part can be picked from the hints in this picture. If nothing works in making sense, then just imagine how it must be to see it finally - you know, that view behind the brick wall. That surprising music besides the sound of the ants scurrying around her dry eyes.

Bill could have stayed longer, but the spiders were waiting.