Ancient stones covered with a lace of mosses keep tales of forest fairies. With pale and thin feet they walked on these lands, filling the forest around with sleepy summer greenery, drawing patterns of ferns with their thin fingers...
Coming early in the morning alone in the wilderness of the forest, listen to the singing of birds and the rustle of the wind, breathe quietly and peacefully. And you will feel the touch of thin fingers-branches to your hand, stretched out to the soft moss.
Model - Daria Skupova.
Natalie Ina Photography.
July 2021.
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