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Hurray! A watercolour which turned out great! (don't look too closely at the mimosa though)

Meet Eschild, a kind, bubbly teen girl who acts as a big sis figure to Ozanne !

Don't hesitate to check out cinder-the-chandrian 's wonderful lullaby The Birch and the Sun . A pretty poem I asked them to write to comfort, encourage upset children! It fits this scene perfectly!

The Birch and the Suntides of wrong, untold failurescruel words, beasts clad in silk and crimson gauzegazes caught in corner of the eyepower that seems unbound; darkness trying to hush the shineyou are my monster slayer, a wind that sweeps the dustwhich gathers on the shelf with books of your lifemy sprite of summer rain, a pixie made of stars and moonsa voice from the faery world, beckoning, untamedyou are the ray of light, that gleams through the cruel storm cloudsa glittering bird chasing the scavengers awaya touch of gossamer, an autumn twilight, filled with storiesbathed in fables ; a birch standing against the galeyou are the reason why the world spins around the sununchain yourself and run into the light

Description
Hurray! A watercolour which turned out great! (don't look too closely at the mimosa though)

Meet Eschild, a kind, bubbly teen girl who acts as a big sis figure to Ozanne !

Don't hesitate to check out cinder-the-chandrian 's wonderful lullaby The Birch and the Sun . A pretty poem I asked them to write to comfort, encourage upset children! It fits this scene perfectly!

The Birch and the Suntides of wrong, untold failurescruel words, beasts clad in silk and crimson gauzegazes caught in corner of the eyepower that seems unbound; darkness trying to hush the shineyou are my monster slayer, a wind that sweeps the dustwhich gathers on the shelf with books of your lifemy sprite of summer rain, a pixie made of stars and moonsa voice from the faery world, beckoning, untamedyou are the ray of light, that gleams through the cruel storm cloudsa glittering bird chasing the scavengers awaya touch of gossamer, an autumn twilight, filled with storiesbathed in fables ; a birch standing against the galeyou are the reason why the world spins around the sununchain yourself and run into the light