hissing angels are calling out the spirits within the fluttering moths unburied by the clustered dewdrops underneath the heartless thorns mourning beneath the casual suns that kept the hissing angels holding the trumpet-voiced guns.
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The sense of a mysterious power comes across in this superbly well. However, I feel the image is a bit too blurry... and how bright the light right behind her head is I find really distracting. Personal opinion.