Feysong Fox
How free are the dancers of the Feysong, who follow its melodies into the woods?
With broken hearts they tread the dark, to a glade of peace and beauty.
There they dance in reverie, as human forms and memories of pain fade behind.
To dance as foxes with sunlight fur.
With broken hearts they tread the dark, to a glade of peace and beauty.
There they dance in reverie, as human forms and memories of pain fade behind.
To dance as foxes with sunlight fur.
Little art piece I did for TF Tuesday (which I guess now is a TF Thursday upload) a while back that hit harder than I expected. Stress was really getting to me during that time, and the idea of just wandering off into the woods to become a magical fox and never be seen again was almost appealing. Things are better now, but I still enjoy this piece for the escapism.
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