Oh thank you for the offering. I hope you enjoy.
The light shines brightly blocking out all mists of from the morning dew. The moss crawls forward leaving its home alongside the forest spirits. They will return nightly no matter the distance between. Their home is where their hearts is. Cold thoughts float through the air and into the souls of all gaseous entities. Spread the hope from the corn field and dash the reckoning from the ones who don’t call the place home.
Inktober 20: A mountainous journey with the crew!
I don’t know what you are, but i like you
Finally posting a photo of what I have found in the woods in Polish Owl Mountains. Huge Spiderwick Chronicles vibes!