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Artist's CommentsSolace I find in the light of the pale moon My comfort in the night the murmur of the trees Now I set forth without ever glancing back It is time to make my own way through the dusk Song of the Forlorn Son, Insomnium. Stock: Wood Nymph Ind 12 by texture from This is the result of a bunch of experiments. I did the frame in 3ds max you can download it here [link] |
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NIKON D70s 10/500 second F/3.8 22 mm Sep 17, 2006, 12:17:01 PM Share
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But these glowing edges are sometimes too much glowing
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If I say something wrong, I dont mean it in bad. its just my bad english, or maybe headache.
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I'm a humanist. I.... am.... a.... humanist! It's a beautiful place to be.
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Would you like some cheese to go with that whine Madam?
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~Shelley
What lies behind us
And what lies before us
Are small matters compared to
what lies within us
~Ralph Waldo Emerson~
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I'm a humanist. I.... am.... a.... humanist! It's a beautiful place to be.
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I'm a humanist. I.... am.... a.... humanist! It's a beautiful place to be.
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~Shelley
What lies behind us
And what lies before us
Are small matters compared to
what lies within us
~Ralph Waldo Emerson~
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I'm a humanist. I.... am.... a.... humanist! It's a beautiful place to be.
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