A Collection of seasonal art of all mediums and genres, and from artists of all ages and talents from well seasoned experts to beginners.
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Cold as the northern winds,
in December mornings. Cold is the cry that rings, from this far distant shore. Winter has come too late. Too close beside me. How can I chase away all these fears deep inside? My light shall be the moon and my path - the ocean. My guide - the morning star, as I sail home to you. Who then can warm my soul? Who can quell my passion? Out of these dreams - a boat. I will sail home to you. I'll wait the signs to come. I'll find a way. I will wait the time to come. I'll find a way home. Enya - Exile _________________________________ Stock Used Clouds + Birds = My own stock ~simbion-stock - [link] ~moonlitdreamer-stock - [link] ~SineticsStock - [link] ~webxdesigns - [link] ~Jezhawk-stock - [link] ~maddama-stock - [link] ~zweit-stock - [link] *faestock - [link] CommentsI don't know why but this is a really lonely picture to me.
Like an abandoned child who nobody wants to have. But very beautiful and melancholy although. -- Please visit my art-account,too =Elektrohexe your talent never ceases to amaze me!!
truly wonderfull peacefull yet sad -- da prints available very sad, but nice
-- Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence. Edgar Allan Poe ~In-Front ~AdroCrow ~Adro-stamps My avatar was done by ~Shinobinaku Amazing...the lyrics and the picture fit so well!!!
-- If you can dream it you can do it! .......... Website [link] |
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