I like the fact that she has a nice amount of light exposing her and the fact that her hand has shadow on her face and neck. I dislike the fact her hand is in the air and that it's not actually doing anything.
In my dreams the swirls of light send shadows dancing across the floor and two doors stand between me and destiny. I hesitate because going through means leaving behind what I know. And yet, as the shadows swirl what I know begins to slip away even as I s