The orchid moon glowed in the muggy canopy. The heat, even this late, should have been insufferable. She made her own breeze. It had been too long since she had seen her people. She treaded quietly, for fear of being found. From the road an animal snorted. She watched from behind a large palm as a farmer set his ox cart by the fence. He gently lifted a sleeping babe, kissed its brow and headed into the village. This is what she came to see.
one of the rare occasions where the image came first. it's actually a test piece, done on the ipad with autodesk's sketchbook pro. i had no idea where i was going with the piece, i just wanted to try out the UI. decided to try and fit a story to it. meh.
i didn't post at all over the break, and i feel kind of crappy for it. i know no one really looks at this blog, but if i want to get better at writing, it aint gonna wish it's self to me...resolution!
Happy 2012!!!
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