Once, many years ago, a young
girl turned her back on the world that branded her soulless,
and disappeared into virgin forest.
Some say that in an infinite
universe, if you can imagine it, it must exist.
More than imagination, then,
when that forest crept back to ours, and took root in a stranger's
mind. More than fantasy, when the exile found herself guardian
angel to a young escaped djin.
Colors blend and worlds collide,
and a knife tears the fabric of the dreaming.
Rapidograph pen and ink on paper,