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“It’s a warm summer night, dark as fresh uneaten coal. Just the kind of night the flame kin love. Under the hidden moon their light shines the brightest. Touching everything around with hints of orange and yellows. Leaving a long trail of warm glow in their wake. Such beauty. That must be why everyone was always running around and yelling when they came by. Good thing they decided to visit that lovely village a ways back. Such lively people.”
A print to remind us that not all wrong is done with ill intent. Communication and greater understanding might be all that’s needed.
Available in traditional paper and wood prints
“It’s a warm summer night, dark as fresh uneaten coal. Just the kind of night the flame kin love. Under the hidden moon their light shines the brightest. Touching everything around with hints of orange and yellows. Leaving a long trail of warm glow in their wake. Such beauty. That must be why everyone was always running around and yelling when they came by. Good thing they decided to visit that lovely village a ways back. Such lively people.”
A print to remind us that not all wrong is done with ill intent. Communication and greater understanding might be all that’s needed.
Available in traditional paper and wood prints