Miss Aurelia, waits in the garden dressed in white satin black velvet expensively frosted with a million fallen stars that twinkle through the mists and moonlit whispers
She hears them strike up the band for one last dance… Five til midnight she sees him sweeping through the mists of time bottle of champagne two crystal flutes in those strong hands
She laughs under the indigo sky in pure delight black diamond eyes dancing, she steals his heart grabs his hand giggling, they race to the other side of midnight
I got lost in Photoshop…again : ) Wanted to conjour up the magic of a moonlit garden with a vintage 30’s feel of old style movie glamour.
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Great work!
Cheers Mira : )