Days went by. Harry was perfect. Rachel should have been happier than ever before, but she was miserable. Good morning beautiful, curl whiskers, play and swing, goodnight beautiful. Good morning, curl, swing, goodnight. Morning, curl, swing, night. Morningcurlswingnight. Tomorrow was like yesterday and today was like every day. "This must be a fairy tail." Rachel thought. And as we all know, all fairy tales must end some day. Rachel couldn't deal with all this sugar coated life any longer.
To be continued...
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Okay, okay! I confess! I cheated! I didn't use the dip pen but the wannabe ink pen brushes. Aaaaaaaaand the gray color in the upper left corner came from a pencil. Or not a pencil as it has no wood in it, it's a solid graphite pen. As you can see in the photo below. I am a baaaaaaaaaad person. Punish me.
What else do I have to say... Oh yeah. Dotting is really HARD!
