As the sun begins to dip below the horizon, a mother gazes gazes slightly at her knee in a melancholy way. From her gentle gaze, her eyes twinkle with the shadows of the moon as it hovers in the air. Nearby, a golden palestinia is perched on the edge of a nearby fence, its shadows stark against the pale blue sky. In contrast to the woman's face, a gently caress upon her brow, her lips mowed with reverence. Her heart, the perfect expression for the girl, has been changed from one eye to the other, her fingers soft as if she's lost in love. The scene is both surreal and mesmerizing, capturing the essence of childhood.