And the muse whispers create

There is no going back. The collaboration between artist and muse began in a time when there was only the artist. She needed a muse and searched along the river. The water sang as it flowed over the rocks. Create. She walked the mountain and talked to the trees. Create, they whispered. She knew there was only one path. It began in the beginning of time and stretched to her future bones.

The Muse creates

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One thought on “And the muse whispers create

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