Thursday, May 21, 2009

In light of moon, in dark of night,


























the faeries gather, in winged flight. I look at nothing, I look at air, I turn my head and they are there.
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2 comments:

STAG said...

Ah, I come here when I am battered, and your fairies put me to rights.

Regards....

Middle Child said...

Stag... thanks for that and I am glad. I hope the battering is not too much to handle. I admit doing these little pictures stops me from all thought while I do them and thats a gift from somewhere...