Inktober #14 Smile
Don't be sideways now.
Don't be sideways now.
Camped out with the mists of wicked memory.
Musical you'll be, if you use ability.
Take note.
So small a star so far away. Yet all its arms disperse our gray. Blackened barns and tarnished glades; the whitest waves they spark our days.
I know it's a little early for Halloween but I was in that mood! I mean: I saw red.
Eyes. All red.
Let's see if you can crack this one. :)