Saying good bye to someone dear is no small task. When I read the account of Prince Jonathan sending the signal to his beloved friend that it was time to flee, I think of him pulling the bowstring far past his teary cheek, knowing he wouldn't see his friend for a long time, (and so I sketched this picture).
The image for me is one of a friends saying goodbye.
The image for me is one of a friends saying goodbye.
1 comment:
Beautiful, my friend.
Keep the arrow sheathed for me!
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