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" 'Wobee,' the head whispers, 'you killed me.'Whose head is it?
The spruce giant tightens its grip on me. Fingers cover my nose and mouth. i can scarcely breathe.
Above me in the sky the stars are red. "
I did this as one of the journal logs for my English assignment based on the book "The Dream Carvers", where we had to make a full illustration of one of the dreams. I didn't have as much as I thought I would making this.
Scraped because I hate it.