This image feels terrifying. The way the cloud circle the tower in a cloud of blue sky. The way the tree feels as if it has grown straight from the tower and is one with it. The tiny cross set above the tower. How it is just able to be identified as a cross.
There are an abundance of thoughts that cross my mind when I look at this image. The yellow tint to the clouds. The skeletal design of the forefront tree in the clouds.
Every piece of this photo creates its own chill. It feels like the cover of some religious torture house where the nuns are old and mean with some demented purpose.