The hour of the cauldron, of the disappearing seas, of underground conflagrations, of the planet bourne away... - rimbaud

amy jean braving treacherous skies. like an elven queen as the night set in. sung by howling winds and seagull screams. 

1 comment:

Susanna-Cole King said...

Oh my goodness, Misma! You are going to make it so difficult for me to choose which prints I want to buy from you! Could spin an ancient fairytale with these as illustration, these are a fairytale! <3