CLOUDSCAPE #12
Oil on Canvas, Impressionism, Ethereal
Through the clouds, I flew. My wings expanded, as I glided over the mountaintops, reaching towards the sun. Everything was so radiant and alive! I danced under the warm light, my heart swelling with happiness. The feeling of unlimited opportunity filled my entire being and the wind was like electricity against my feathers–my whole body tingled with energy.
The clouds formed together to create a magnificent scene. A small patch of light broke through the blanket and illuminated everything, as if it were a spotlight on a stage–and I was the star.
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