- I see distant worlds in my dreams and in reality, I'll go a little crazy.
I see a dark room lit by a candle. I see a golden cradle and a high chair next to it - that's where my place is. There was a window on the wall and a star behind it. I hear a whisper of radiance.


Initially, my task was to draw a rather atypical situation for a Faceless one - a room. With an elongated window, the only star that might seem alien. This place showed the Faceless Man with all its appearance that he was a guest here.
But in the end, the two worlds came together - the boundless world of flowers and stars, the universe of my spirit and the universe of an unknown child, in whose sky there is one northern star. The two vaults of heaven are separated by a window frame and tulle fluttering in the wind.

P.S. I really see different worlds and plots in a dream, and when I'm awake, various images also appear in my head, places I've never been to. For example, this room in the drawing, someone's child, a lone star.
I liked the atmosphere of this vision, and I hurried to portray it.
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