I had a dream once where a big black winged horse was flying along, then its wings were ripped off and it fell to the floor bleeding. Then a bright light shone down on it and its wings grew back. It flew across the city with a child on its back. I didn't draw this in, but in the dream it was wearing a head collar with celtic knots on it. All the way through I could hear Christina Aguilera (spelling?) singing Beautiful. White pencil on black paper.