Allure of Oblivion

_{The chill winds whistled through the bare trees, their talon-like branches reaching towards the silvery moon, clawing at the heavens with all the malice of eternal prisoners trapped in their wooden prisons. The snow crunched underfoot, thick, and only getting deeper even as the lone woman stood, gazing into the forests.
The lamps strung in the eaves of the nearest trees threw small pools of weak illumination- their only purpose being to warn those approaching that this was the boundary of the Old Forest.
The woman stood, gazing into the woods. She was not afraid, even as the cold pricked her skin into goose-flesh. Freedom... all her troubles washed away, gone forever. Freedom from all the chaos of her life, from all the pains she could not escape any other way.
It would perhaps mean her oblivion, but that didnt make the silent beckoning of the forest any less alluring. Silent, cold, black.... and oh so very peaceful...}

>.> lolz attempt at a storylinish artist comment. be nice, or write it out better and note it to me lmao xD

Just... something i was suddenly inspired to do when looking through my stock photo folders. Its kind of... how i feel at the moment. Life is being pretty damn stressing non stop at the moment. Cold, cruel world, and a cruel, malicious offer of peace, that would not be fulfilling at all.... and thats enough about me. Suffice to say this image is kinda personal <3

Anyway!

Image took me about3 hours maybe? I dunno i did it while playing wow, talking to my fiance, chatting on msn and cooking dinner over 3 days lol.

Credits:
snowy path from [link] though it was a day shot with buildings etc cant find the link to the image ><
Figure is from `lockstock