A Castle of Books

People thought that the boy collected books because he was smart, but that wasn’t entirely true. He collected the books in ever-growing stacks so that some day he would be able to build with them a great castle above the clouds with a big wall – a wall that nobody could cross.
Somewhere, in one of these books, he knew there was a clue as to how. When he found the right book, the others would be his bricks.
For now, though, all he did was read, determined to find it.

I drew this in pencil, inked it in black, then painted it with watercolor.

I drew this in pencil, inked it in black, then painted it with watercolor.

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