Drawing of a fairy catcher. WiP to be continued.
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Thursday, June 30, 2011
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Studies and Sketchamadoodles
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Remembering Her
One fateful day, a peasant man returned home from the fields to find his wife lying on a cold dirt floor. Thieves had come in search of coin, instead they took what the man valued most.
It has been many lonely years since the peasant farmer lost his wife. His body grows old, but his love does not age.
It has been many lonely years since the peasant farmer lost his wife. His body grows old, but his love does not age.