ArtFarm.tv Gallery - MISTS OF MEMORY THAT FADE THE JADED MIND
The night encroaches, and the landscape darkens. The branches reach out like long fingers, and the glow of the moonlight through the mist confuses direction. She visits you in your moment of confusion or darkness. A peace and tranquility fall over your mind like a childhood quilt. Your mind is quieted, and you slumber restfully. She is never seen and never thanked, but she is ever vigilant against those scary dark corners of your mind.
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