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The Conjuring

Ink and a touch of gouache on matboard scrap.

"He loomed like some sentinel of the forest, conjured from the very core of the soil, born of the trees;
born of my imagination. His flesh was the fiber of the woodlands. His breath carried the aroma of earth.
He knew my name and though I dared not speak it, though it danced so lightly on the tip of my tongue,
I knew his. I had summoned him through my will and my ache."

Not Available in Print.
Original is Available at $200 :: Contact Sarah Frary [ spiralunwinding (at) gmail (dot) com ]



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