Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Today's illustration is inspired from someone important to me that I lost last year.
The local giant of the ancient hills. Carried a golden heart, but loved to have his thrills. He'll lift your house to see inside, jump on his back and go for a ride. Scared to death of his monstrous size, the people of the village decided it was time. They gathered ten men and ten sharp sticks. They took the giant down and tore him to bits. That was the fall of our giant friend. His golden heart meant nothing in the end.