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Night Flight

by Amelia Leonards

On a single night once a year in the deep summer, when the crickets sing in endless chorus and the leaves are so green they’re blinding, the fox spirits fly.

These aren’t the spirits you know or have heard of; these are known only to those animals living deep in the woods, who whisper stories never heard by human ears in the loam scented dark. These fox spirits wait all year, wrapped safe in silken cocoons below last years dead leaves, to emerge after sundown and soar for one night through shadows on luminous wings.  

When the drifting, dipping lights appear beneath her, the moon herself is so curious that she dips low, lower, leaving the vault of the sky and settling into rustling treetops like a bird returning to her nest. Moths rejoice at her nearness, fluttering on silent wings to brush against her cold, glowing face, and the fox spirits leap and dance. 

As morning comes they fade with the moonlight, wings growing thinner and thinner and leaps slower and slower, until all at once they disappear, dissolved in the rosy dawn light to sink beneath the leaves and Dream of their next flight. 

As always, the original piece will ship matted but unframed. Not only does glass make foxes and owls nervous, it’s also sometimes rather brutally mauled by the USPS, and nobody needs that!  

Image Size is 11.5 X 8″ and is painted with watercolor and white ink on Arches 140lb cold press paper.

Product Height: 8 inches
Product Width: 11.5 inches
Product Surface / Material: 140 lb Cold Press

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Amelia Royce Leonards is a graduate of Montserrat College of Art in Beverly, where she spent four years baffling her peers and professors with drawings of goddesses and antlered women. Her work is influenced by the beauty of ancient myth, folklore, and the natural world around us. She can usually be found somewhere deep in the woods, sketching odd creatures and eating chocolate chips.