The wind is howling. Snow and water throws itself fiercely against the big double window in our living room. I can hear the ocean: the waves attacking the rocks, slowly transforming the sharp edges into smooth polished curves.

The whole house is shaking, the old wood creaking. Thump, thump, thump. Knocking, beating, tapping. The whole place seems like a prison, yet a castle. No doors can be opened: no one goes in, no one comes out.

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Yup, there's a major storm going on outside. I'm forced to stay in here, which turns out to be a good thing. I've gotten into this creative mood. YES! The pencil is my best friend, and the blank sheet of paper is the pencil's. Be aware! More artwork is coming up!

Also, if you like big kittens, be sure to check out: Huge inspiration there!