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When today I saw the moon in the sky, she as if whispered to me "Do not sleep, draw me" and I postponed all the evening's affairs coming up with the plot, and now in the middle of the night I paint this heavenly sickle. It illuminates its cold light, the hills of the mountain and the river. Gives hope for tomorrow, whispering "I'm just a reflection of the Sun, sleep people will soon be a new day".
My next sketch is a ballpoint pen on the theme of the mountains.
Do you prefer a blue or black version?
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