Amiraja playing on pipe with Naya hugging her mom’s mane.

“Let my song echo over the hills”
“Let my song echo over the plains”
“Let my song echo into hearts of the Wicked.”
“Let my song echo into hearts of the Loved.”
“Let my song tell my tale…”

( Btw im not a poet so if you have better idea for a text or rhymes for this art. Im more then happy to hear some. )
( Btw2 : This was drawn while listening to song Last of the Mohicans played on traditional American Pipe. )