Drawn while listening to Wings For Marie (1 and 2)
I love it when songs bring out emotion and I'm able to convey that feeling with art.
The child's lonely wails had gone silent. Nobody was there to notice the warm light now pouring through the cracked door, or the mother, taken too soon from this world, holding her child one last time. A mother too kind and gentle for this realm, held her son through the desolate night, until help arrived. Daylight crept through the shattered windows. The infant lay calm in his crib as men in uniforms bustled about, picking up the here's and there's that littered the room before lifting the child from his crib, taking him and his mother out of the house. But his mother had already gone home.
Please take from it what you want. The little story is just something I wrote that might go along with it. I feel the song goes along with it too. And there's no real right interpritation of it. I just drew what I felt. *shrugs*
, artwork (digital)
, wolf pup
3 years, 8 months ago
29 Jan 2015 04:16 CET
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