"...that perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm..."
- Emily Dickinson
For Aegle, and any other troubled deer.
<333 My deer are Tyerk and
ART REQUESTS
The Fawn "..." Very nice.
Very nice.
Aw, how sweet. :') I love
I love the bright, fiery bird against such a deep background. Very pretty :3
Ugh so amazing! <3 I have to
I have to get better at my art!