I absolutely love the contrast between her bright red coat and the dark, stone structure and withered trees. Well done, very well done.
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My soul began to expand, to exult, with the strangest sense of freedom, of triumph, I ever felt. It seemed as if an invisible bond had burst, and that I had struggled out into unhoped-for liberty. . .
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There are ways of dying that don't end in funerals.
Types of death you can't smell.
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"Art is an experience, coming from a rendez-vous with the inner self" ~Aimelle
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My soul began to expand, to exult, with the strangest sense of freedom, of triumph, I ever felt. It seemed as if an invisible bond had burst, and that I had struggled out into unhoped-for liberty. . .
-Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte
Excuse my English. ^^"
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O Praeclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum
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