"The fog drifts slowly across the hills, softening every edge, turning the world into a quiet, muted dream. Shapes and shadows appear and vanish as the mist moves, and in this gentle silence, it feels as though time itself has paused. Every breath feels lighter, every sound distant, and the landscape whispers its serene, fleeting story."
9" × 11.5” Acrylic on canvas paper
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"The fog drifts slowly across the hills, softening every edge, turning the world into a quiet, muted dream. Shapes and shadows appear and vanish as the mist moves, and in this gentle silence, it feels as though time itself has paused. Every breath feels lighter, every sound distant, and the landscape whispers its serene, fleeting story."
