The autumn king of the northwest woods
Lay down his crown to rest and dream upon the pebble strewn mossy carpet of forest floor
Opening his heart to the permeation of birdsong
He came under the spell of the charms
Charms dangling within the branches of leaves
Made by the wood witch of the northwest woods
Lay down his crown to rest and dream upon the pebble strewn mossy carpet of forest floor
Opening his heart to the permeation of birdsong
He came under the spell of the charms
Charms dangling within the branches of leaves
Made by the wood witch of the northwest woods
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another ink drawing for inkTober
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