The Dreaming Death
For still though thou be gone, I see
In the glad mirror secretly
That I am beautiful in thee,
Thy love irradiates my eyes,
Tints my skin gold, and melodies
Of music run over my face;
Smiles envy kisses in the race
To bathe beneath my eyelids. Light
Clothes me and circles with the might
Of warmer rosier suns. Thy kiss
Dwells on my bosom, and it is.by Aleister Crowley (astrologer, mystic, magician and poet)
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Created in Photoshop CS5 on my Wacom Intuos4
Thank you to all the generous stock artists.CREDITS
Fairy models, the talented Linda at Eiran-stock [link]
Branches by LucieG-Stock [link]
Green stone texture by Erdmute [link]
Model, background and mushroom all purchased from Dreamstime [link]WINGED CREATURES ATTENTION: Art thieves DO NOT STEAL!
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