Winchester-Art

A sigh ran out of the female’s mouth as she sat under a tree, feeling the breeze flow through her hair. Looking to the sky she watched the clouds roll by, her concentration was broken when she heard a rustle in the bushes. Not bothering to look, the woman continued back to her cloud gazing, as she could tell from scent it was a human. “If you plan on an attack, you’re awful at it. If you plan for peace, it’ll be futile.” She said as she heard a gasp from the bushes. “Human. State your reasons for disturbing me.” She said as a little girl came out from the bushes. “I was just getting some food