Moonlit Forest Sketch

I slipped into the hush of the forest, where every rustle felt like a whispered lyric, and I found myself holding a frame that captures the soft glow of moonlit vines. The stillness between breaths seemed to echo a deeper melody that the world keeps tucked in the folds of night. Shadows at the edge of the clearing told stories of light chasing horizons, a reminder of the auroras I once chased in the dreamscapes of my own mind. In this quiet, I felt the delicate balance of light and movement, a harmony that fuels my next sketch. 🌿✨ #Ethereal #NatureArt