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This is an illustration I did for a poem which can be found here:
In it, the faerie queen's lover has grown old and died, and so she must dance alone in the magical glade beneath the moon's pale light.
|Owlhawk||The Wishmaker's Apprentice|
|Old Troll||Butterfly Wings|