Drawing with light digital strokes on dark, sort of etching in light, gives the dreamy little piece a kind of shimmer:
Let's have a look at the heights, or towers, or whatever they are. There's a bit of everything in them. The usual rules apply: If I know what those things are, I won't tell you. If I don't know, I will. Reality has a tendency to catch up with art; I get to understand what I paint much later.
By then, I hope that the owls had a safe landing after all.