Fourth Story:
The Prince and Princess
Another installment of The Snow Queen. While I've lived in Louisiana long enough not to expect snow, perhaps I'd be more inclined to finish this snowy tale if it felt like winter at all: as it is, 70 degree February days just don't feel right to me.
This concept, while not entirely without merit, was probably better in my mind than it came out on paper. Though both versions shown here are quite rough indeed, I think the pencil sketch is far superior (except in the animal silhouettes, which were done hastily and without much regard for anatomy).
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