Something I drew in conjunction to a story that I wrote. 'Slipping stealthily into the forest, his heart palpitating with excitement, his feet carried him faster and faster until he arrived at the foot of an gigantic oak tree, tall even among the standard of the giants, attaining sixty leagues leagues and above. Gently he touched a small burl and a hidden door slid open, so softly that even a nest of sleeping warren was undisturbed.' A very old effort, I had great trouble with the lips and the chin. Finished Oct 15 2001.