Night Horizon - digital illustration

he wind is gently whispering. Grass is singing in chorus with dandelions - their notes accentuated by flying ruderals and chirping crickets.

The trees are swaying and creaking. Leaves tumble from their crowns and rustle on the ground.

The moon is painting the sky. The reflective yellow is cutting the blue and purple sky, subduing, and muting the colors.

A voice is heard...