Horizon Lines

There is something magical about that point where the solid earth meets the ethereal sky. The horizon beckons to us, a siren call to move ever forward, searching out the elusive pinnacle of our journey. That the horizon constantly shifts and moves away keeps us pushing onward, into a future filled with potential. Without a horizon to reach for,
we are hopelessly and completely lost.

First Blush
The Golden Hour
Dawn: Looking West on Rosedale Road
Last Light
Summer's Song
The Heavens Wept
Distant Thunder II
Summer's Sky
In Fury Born
The Deepening Dark
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