"I live in my own little world. But at least they know me here." More
No idea if the artist intended it, but it's a perfect image of the cities of Netheril falling.
When there was nothing but trees the first dryads were born.
It's kind of a shame that our city planners spent $1.4 million renovating a 1,000 sq. ft. town hall instead of building a park like this...
It was everything she had hoped for and more. A majestic world that she could call her own. Hummingbirds buzzed in the air, grass tickled her toes. "Wow" is all she could think. "Wow".
Lutèce, am Fuß des Berges, am Fluss
I'd call this #scifi piece 'The Orbs of Fantasia' though it's called "Fantasy worlds" by Stephan Martiniere
Behind the realm of silver dreams, trees and lakes grow in silence.Between magic and divine light they sing, beyond the ancient throne of nature. City of the fairy's. So tranquil and calm.
fiinţa umană e ca un gheţar: ceea ce se vede e doar o mică parte din vasta sa complexitate!