A work in progress...

As shifting meadows lie dormant throughout the changing hands of time, warm winds blow softly across the horizons, and an ever changing view of this world of uncertainty causes chaos upon the changing eve of time. Who knows where the wandering footsteps of the fairy maiden will take her as she gingerly steps among the blooms of flowers growing throughout the hillside vista. Is she running to or from some unknown image that only she can see in her mind that we are not privy to as she circles her steps within the meadow? What awaits her at the end of her trail? Some long lost fulfillment that she seeks to make her whole or is she running from the emptiness within her soul? Watch slowly as she makes her way into the world of uncertainty. Tiptoeing through life as if each step weighs her life's decisions upon them. A never ending cycle of unknowns...