Friday, June 11, 2010

In the Wabe

In the wabe they come without fear. In the velvet mist. In the dark of light. Anima daemonia. Children of lost dreamers. Beast of the class and babes of the field. Lords and ladies, they come quietly. And all will leave back in the velvet mist. Not alone.

1 comment:

  1. BEAUTIFUL ART! May I paraphrase should publish your work, because it's GOOD!