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| I know I said there would be no captions.........but this drawing needs an explanation.. When I first heard of the Ladies of the Myst, it was in regards to a very little girl, who was bravely waging a battle with cancer., a battle, that I'm very sad to say she lost. The little girl's name was Paige, and she was two years old. For a very long time afterwards, I had difficulty reconciling what happened to this beautiful bright spirit, but in the end, I was powerless to do anything but mourn. Paige was a bright, beautiful, wonderful ray of inspiration, and she was largely responsible for me coming to know some of the most amazing ladies, I have ever...EVER had the pleasure of knowing. I felt the need to do something for her, but for the longest time....I was lost. Several days ago.....I laid quill to paper, and this is the result. So....for the Angel of the Myst.....for Paige. .....the neverending bedtime story..... |