Hmm.... I draw this pic in a night I´ve spoken with a boy that I like very much. Maybe this is why the poem in this pic turned out so. The night was dark, only the moon was shining in a holy light. And in this night I´ve seen a wonderful thing. A naturaly person was waling in the grass, without a shoe or robe. I´ve looked a little bit closer and now I´m sure, I´ve seen an elf in his nature. Oh wonderful godess, don´t go away. What could I do to make you stay?