You seem to have gotten lost, much to your surprise. Generally, you don't get lost in the woods. This is a first, really. Nothing looks familiar. Not even the trees are the same. Is this the same forest? Moss hangs from the trees whose gnarled trunks disappear into the mist. You catch a glimpse of bright color! Impossible. It can't be. But you see bits of wings, a flash of warm skin. Could she possibly be a faerie? She can't have seen you yet. Stealthily, you work your way around to get a closer look. But no sooner have you broken through the underbrush when you find her looking right at you. Clearly, she's not the only one in these woods who's just been discovered. Now what? Colored pencil on hot pressed water color paper. Thanks to Paul for the opportunity and to his lovely faerie who provided the pose.