Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

dumbfounded

sent careering into the welcoming arms of worlds miles above these humble eccentricities.

may you always set the blanketstitch stars alight with a swift surrender.  etch the soundtrack to a more delicate existence rippling on calm seas, dipping a fingertip to stir, to rouse, forever orchestrating the conjured creations from but human hands.

dream far, dream further, dream onwards.

Don’t take this the wrong way, but that would make a lovely card.

I think of a HUGE purple swirling comet like in Final Fantasy, for some odd reason….

Meesha: thank you, did you mean a specific part? or just a couple of words? or a picture?

Andophiroxia: I’ve not seen what you mean but can think…yes…certainly as majestic and magical and wonderful.