EEEEEEEE. So I finally drew a dream my boyfriend had a few nights ago. But it was really sweet. He doesn't dream that often, and he woke up really crushed that the dream hadn't lasted longer. But he held me and described as best as he could. We were playing on a hill at night, chasing each other through the snow drifts. The hill was illuminated only by the orange-y glow of some small cabins, and the Borealis I was named after.
So I drew his dream so that maybe he could live in the dream some more.




☀ 5w4


