One of the pages for The Wish of The Tree storybook started off simple and I couldn't wait to add colours.
== Storms twisted him more often. One powerful storm snapped a few of his branches completely off. Shocked at how quickly it happened, Etsel attempted to stay calm. He thought,“It’s just a few limbs. Maybe there won’t be any major scars. After all, I am still a magnificent tree. I am straight and tall.” ==
