Lunatichka

Well... I guess there is something I need to tell you guys. Now I'm working on my firs illustration... and its really hard to me, because the Lady ( who is hired me to this work) is so not out of the box..I had to change the version of the work like 3 times. And It was really stressful and annoying, I hope I'll show you the work really soon.

Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf Comes a steppin' along He don't even break the branches Where he's been gone You can hear his long holler from away 'cross the moor That's the holler of a werewolf when he's feelin' poor He goes out in the evenin' when the bats 're on the wing An' he's killed some young maiden before the birds sing For the werewolf, for the werewolf Have sympathy 'cause the werewolf he is someone Just like you an' me Once I saw him in the moonlight when the bats were a flyin' All alone I saw the werewolf and the werewolf was cryin' Cryin' nobody, nobody, nobody knows How much I love the maiden as I tea

"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all.  Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me.  And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff.  What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them.  That's all I do all day.  I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all.  I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be."  ~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, Chapter 22, spoken by the character H