September 8, 2015

"Over the hills, thick with the fragrance of evening dew, across meadows and over-grown mountains; the lullaby of green flickering lights fluttered across the night. They guided the owls through the darkest of skies. No stars could be seen for miles around, where had they gone? As the moon begins to fade too, three owls and a sleepless boy named Peter adventure to seek the star theif."

A small blurb I've cobbled together this week to accompany this illustration. It's part inspired...

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