The Sound of the Tree through the Forms of the Veil

2.3 Wilderness

 

The voice of the wind, quiet in the small tree's leaves, calls the maidens to the forest just beyond. As the painting’s pigments continue evolving in their minds, a deer emerges from the forest to forage in the meadow. An eagle soars out to the orange above the green. There amongst the rustling leaves and violet fog captured by the forest's depths, the eagles have their nest and the fawn is born. The maidens would walk within that violet, but the veil recedes before them as it obscures that which lies ahead. Up above, in the violet, green, and orange, the cries of an eagle and then an eaglet pierce through the winds.  Hidden, but there within the brushstrokes, the fawn remains more still.  

The voice of the wind, quiet in the small tree's leaves, calls the maidens to the forest just beyond.
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