Description
The sun dipped low, casting long shadows through the dense woods. A lone wolf, its fur the color of dusk, trotted along a familiar path. As the sky deepened to a cool indigo, the wolf paused. Tiny, shimmering flecks, like spun gold, danced in the fading light, swirling around the wolf and disappearing into the air. The wolf, filled with a strange sense of wonder, watched the spectacle for a moment before continuing on its way, the memory of the golden dance etched in its mind.
Mixed media illustration on a book page.
