After a long ride, the man came to the end of the road. He was standing on a small mound, surrounded by the remnants of some old architecture. An ancient door maybe ? He wondered what would happen if he dared to go past it towards this ocean of grass that opened before his eyes ... Enough of bad litterature, this picture was really made to try and see if I could paint something on a small cardboard (the original is more or less the same size as what you should see on the screen). I like the way the grass came out, the figure and ruins are maybe a bit too detailed. Somewhere in Elfwood, there is a picture of Pratchett's Death that shows a similar composition and a much greater mastering of watercolour quick painting. There ! I found it ! it's there. That's what inspired the present picture.