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Fantasy

We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.  They can keep their heaven. When I die, I'd sooner go to middle Earth.”  ~ GEORGE R.R.MARTIN

It's and image of a leaf disintegrating in a human hand. I think of the leaf as nature and the hand as humankind.

Untitled. This makes me think of Anne of Green Gable when she said that the forest was like a cathedral...

Previous pinner said - Untitled. This makes me think of Anne of Green Gables when she said that the forest was like a cathedral.

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