The Space
My artwork for the Sappho ukrainian artbook, an illustration for my friend's Kissasi text with our space girls <3 The nebula shimmered outside the starship, still far away from the human point of view, but close in terms of cosmic dimensions. And it emanated a noticeable magical energy that made the hairs of Lyra and Esme stand on end. "You also recently thought that it was an ordinary nebula," Lyra reminded. "I was wrong," Esme did not take her eyes off the shimmering colors, and Lyra did as well. The energy enveloped them, and it looked to Lyra as if miniature galaxies were being created in her unruly hair. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Esme asked. "Like what?" Esme sniffed. "As if you want to kiss me." Lyra answered faster than she could think: "What if I do?" She was afraid of what the answer might be, she was going to take back her words, because maybe they resonated, maybe she had found the place where the magic was born. But still, they have only knew each other for a few days. And that was definitely too short, and there was no way she was going to... "Think less," Esme said, interrupting her train of thought. And she kissed her first.
