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I started this one, hmm about 3 years ago ish. My grand pappy used to take me to see the native bees when I was a little tacker. One day when I was adventuring around and was in his neck of the woods after quite some time I decided I ahd to go see him. When i got there, the place that had been there forever, there were new townhouses. I was very sad, but went next door to Ms Franklin who had lived there since the beginning of time. She was all nutted out on oldness, but she recognised me from a little child, which was cool, and strange. I asked her where pop was. She said "oh yes dear, here is his new adress" and handed me a scrap of crazy old lady paper. "And here is the funeral notice" .... Hmmz. It was 2 days before I arrived he'd died, and exactly 2 years since my grandmother, the love of his life, had. I went straight across the road to find the bees. I couldn't easily find it, that was always what pop did. After looking lots and failing I found a groundskeeper. He told me, quite reluctantly, that they'd cut the tree down that housed the bees 2 days before. Making way for some new stupid something. So, 3 rings for family, and for the fact that I've drawn those rings on the shoulders of all my pixies for as long as I can remeber for no reason. The galaxy for pop, and the bees for my sweetness of rememories.
The artist that started it was lovely and quite good, but it wasn't going where I wanted it to. So I stopped for ages and now have decided it's time. This is just the first bit. Honeycomb has more layers to go and the galaxy i hope will look much more so shortly.
Before
Now
Hmm, getting there :)
Oh, and native bees are cool but not at all colourful. I cheats.