owlyjules: “For a hundred and fifty years, in the Pasture of dead horses,roots of pine trees pushed
owlyjules: “For a hundred and fifty years, in the Pasture of dead horses,roots of pine trees pushed through the pale curves of your ribs,yellow blossoms flourished above you in autumn, and in winterfrost heaved your bones in the ground-”By Donald Hall ————————————I swear this just started as a doodle/colour study and now….well I learned about Mari Lwyd! Who doesnt like a Zombie Christmas Horse who sings to you to be let inside! -- source link
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