Freedom
by SaraR

Comment by neophyte:
Nice capture of utter joy.

Freedom
by SaraR

Comment by TrollMan:
Awesome shot! The half bodies in the background are a little distracting to me but I'm sure you didn't have a choice.

Freedom
by SaraR

Comment by Iraklis:
Lovely candid and use of contrast!that she is the only full figure in this adds to the emotion.

Freedom
by SaraR

Comment by Skip:
thanks!

Deb-candid.jpg
by SaraR

Comment by jdannels:
this is wonderful, the light makes her glow. :)

Freedom
by SaraR

Comment by shamer:
Oh, superb! This has got a nice array of elements which contribute solidly to the mood & title. I love th empathetic connection to the girl & how it seems like she could almost keep rising up - such a strong 'Mary Poppins'-esque feel to a very emotive candid... -- 10 --

Freedom
by SaraR

Comment by NikonJeb:
Out of all the weird, atrsy, and eclectic B&W street photography shots I have ever seen, this is the first one that actually connected with me that I understand the concept. Excellent! Fav & 9

Freedom
by SaraR

Comment by Stagolee:
at last I found something I like, such a beautiful care-free image, well done.

Freedom
by SaraR

Comment by krnodil:
Lovely evocation of uninhibited childhood. I don't usually guess photographers in my comments, but this struck me immediately as something Melethia would enter.

The River
by SaraR

Comment by K3Master:
Cyrian the Stout approached the bank. He had been traveling for weeks, and had faced all kinds of challenges, all kinds of enemies, and so far had defeated them all.

In front of him, however, was to be his greatest challenge yet. this lake was legendary for the evils that lived below its surface. To cross it, one had two choices. You could brave the stepping stones and deal with the tentacled horror that lived below the surface, or traverse the bridge and take your chances with the mage and his tasks he insisted you complete as toll.

Cyrian was a fighter. Not one for the mental tasks the mage required, and so had chosen the stepping stones. On the other side, the temple, wherein lay his goal, the Crown of Light. Breathing deep, Cyrian took his first step out onto the slick stones, and gathered his energy for the battle to come.