My visions are blurry, did i slept through a whole chapter? i can hear the bird chip... trees blown by the wind, rustling branches.. This is the garden huh. My happy place i think. Somewhere isolated... calm with an eternal summer breeze blowing through. The darkness in my dream, all those horrible things, they're incomprehensible. But something that's perpetually recurring somehow... Just who is that girl?

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Hello there!

I hope you enjoy the painting along with the story that goes along with it. With spooktober finally over maybe i can do something much more calmer and relaxing as opposed to the plethora of dark paintings i did the whole october. Maybe for november and december i can make landscape paintings again and hopefully improve on my sense of depth. Are you looking forward to it? Let me know

Thank you for your interest for my story throughout the year.