A beautiful moon takes up the central focus here. An eclipse? IT is a crescent with outer rim glowing, though most is in darkness.
Things hidden, cloaked in darkness.
A figure kneels in the valley between two tower topped hills. (They remind me of Goldilock's Tower - the only opening visible is the single window at its top.)
A mystery.
Her? wings are almost non-existent - two yellow lines. A shadow of what they should be.
A shadow in the night.
Behind her, two creatures face each other - a dog (schnauzer) and a wolf.
The shadowy light makes monsters of them, but the Angel pays them no mind.
The dog wants to play. The wolf seems ready to attack. There is a jagged, thin crack in the earth which separates them. A crab scuttles from the waters edge to sit between them.
The night can be both beautiful and strange. Light and shadow play and fight - exposing and shrouding things, in turn. All is doubt.
But at the bottom of it all, at the water's edge, we must learn to trust that which flows within us.
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