A small story told in illustrations dedicated to FolkTaleWeek
This is a warm story about a cold girl...
about how autumn turns into winter...
about how the red "hair" of autumn slowly turns gray...
And then winter opens its owl wings and flies over the Earth, sprinkling everything with snow...
That's all. Winter has come, it's chilling to the bone and all that remains is to warm up with warm tea!
THANK YOU!
