
This is a commission I had done by GrymmBadger based on this chapter of my Terrae story.
My only problems with the picture is that the scene took place in Yule Moon (December) and specifically after the first decent snow, which isn't evident in the picture. Also, and this is the artist's discretion and because I hadn't suggested otherwise, I'd have preferred Susanne's dress be blue with a yellow or gold corset rather than the reverse. Since the text doesn't say otherwise and never suggested it to the artist, and since the artist said they liked how it came out, I won't argue.
My only problems with the picture is that the scene took place in Yule Moon (December) and specifically after the first decent snow, which isn't evident in the picture. Also, and this is the artist's discretion and because I hadn't suggested otherwise, I'd have preferred Susanne's dress be blue with a yellow or gold corset rather than the reverse. Since the text doesn't say otherwise and never suggested it to the artist, and since the artist said they liked how it came out, I won't argue.
Category All / General Furry Art
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 800 x 1137px
File Size 298 kB
I imagine if they could they'd look vaguely like the artists who draw Furries that have very human faces, with a very shortmuzzle and their fur would be more like an extremely hirsute human (think Robin Williams, except all over including the face), and of course animal ears and a tail.
I wish I was on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill
And every tear would turn a mill
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán
Chorus
Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin
Siúil go socair agus siúil go ciúin
Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
And round the port I'll beg my bread
Until my parents shall wish me dead
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I had my heart again
And vainly think I'd not complain
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
And now my love has gone to France
to try his fortune to advance
If he e'er comes back 'tis but a chance
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill
And every tear would turn a mill
Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán
Chorus
Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin
Siúil go socair agus siúil go ciúin
Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
And round the port I'll beg my bread
Until my parents shall wish me dead
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I had my heart again
And vainly think I'd not complain
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
And now my love has gone to France
to try his fortune to advance
If he e'er comes back 'tis but a chance
Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
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