June 05, 2003
Far far away, in the middle of an unexplored forest. Here the leaves are green throught the whole year, birds sing, and flowers bloom. Here is the village of wood elves, high up in the tree tops. A butterfly shimmers as a sunbeam hit it's wings when it fludders by. It is so peaceful, not destroyed by pollution or threatened by extinction. The leaves sings softly when the wind tickles them, and throws a scent of exotic flowers at you. When it gets darker, a million of fireflies and butterflies gathers all around and makes it even more beautiful and mystical. It is oh-so wonderful, when you're visiting the treehouse.

This is actually one of the biggest pencil-drawings I've ever done. The original is on A3, but since I don't have an A3-scanner I have been putting it together as good as I could in PhotoShop. That's why it looks weird in the middle.

Media: lead-pencil