A Bug's Life
The remains of the Beetle scattered amongst the decimated remnants of the historic farm. The only breath of life to the parts left, being consumed by the grasses and snow, a clear and intact tail light lens, the only true recognizable piece of all that was this once people's car. Protruding from between the weathered fence, the lens begs for someone to pay any attention, like the eye of a once mighty, but now decrepit, lion that is ignored at the modern zoo, passed by for the new and more powerful beasts.
Available for print in monochrome only, as displayed.