At least Yasmin thought it was a child, although its face through the mirror seemed shrivelled.
'I, your princess, demand your sacrifice!' she commanded. The wind whipped her hair. Her skirt billowed.
Instead she would find the matching dragon boot, plus maybe other accessories from things down here.
Pirate Harry buries his treasures.
I use pencil on a coloured paper. On some, I add the quirkiness of scratchy outlines.
Soft and simple pastels.
Cute color pencils.
I scan in rough lines, then use Photoshop to achieve great textures.