Cresting each new slithering ridge merely seeks a scalable vastness, as its floor & ceiling match wits to play at their maddening equilibrium. Indeed, even the loose, windswept sands- which are everywhere strewn heavenwards in glittering dissolve- begin to blur the division between the rising dunes & the descending sky. The Lord Sun’s reign suffers no such division.
meadowtea said:
hey you sourced this back to me. I had just reblogged it from someone else.
here’s the original source
flickr.com/photos/…
I do art in this style and I wouldnt want people to think I did it if it belongs to someone else!:)