Trying to write a fairy tale (kinda) wasn't my best idea, but anyway... I decided that it would be fun to try to write a short story in English. With my own illustration, of course. _____ Once upon a time far far away lived The Girl whose biggest dream was to see a butterfly. The Girl lived alone in her Home, where she had everything she needed. She had a garden where fresh fruits and vegetables grew. She had a giant librery where were more books than she could ever read. She had magical birds to keep her company and invisible Guardian with soft voice that kept The Girl safe and warm. The Girl wasn't allowed to leave her Home, but she never wanted to. She liked the place. Only thing that she wanted but didn't have in it was a butterfly, but Guardian explained that butterflies had dissapeared ages ago. Guardian never lied, but The Girl still believed that maybe somewhere at least one butterfly still exist and The Girl would see it. One day The Girl's Home started actnig weird. Magical birds lost all their magic, lights went off and Guardian's voice was just repeating one phrase that The Girl didn't understand. It started getting colder. The Girl wasn't scared. Weird things had happened before, but Guardian had been always able to fix everything. It had been getting colder and colder for the past few days. Guardian's voice dissapeared. But The Girl still believed that everything would be fine. Guardian would come back and everything would be perfectly fine, just like in books that The Girl had read. The Girl was getting tired. She wanted to go to sleep already. She almost closed her eyes, but one moment before her eyelids shutted she saw a beautiful butterfly that was sitting on her knee. The butterfly shined with soft golden light and this was most wonderful thing that The Girl ever saw. The Girl smiled. Her dream came true after all. The Girl finaly closed her eyes and the beautiful golden butterfly was the last thing The Girl saw.

I drew a picture today! Yay! I haven't touch my graphic tablet since march. I haven't drawn anything in digital for a whole month. I've exused myself with "lack of time" or "need to rest after intensive drawing pace", but no. I need to start drawing again. I need to force myself to draw again. So I drew this picture today. It's just a simple sketch and I think I screwed it up (like, colors aren't that good), but it's better than nothing.

Why articles are so hard There are two things that I have a lot of trouble with when I talk (or write) in English. This two things is grammar and articles. Grammar is always hard to learn, even in your native language. In English, though, it mostly comes to word order (Russian have mostly free word order, so reprogramming yourself to strict word order is a challenge) and tenses (Russian have different system of tenses). But articles seems to be easy thing to learn, right? Right? Wrong. It's really hard to understand articles when your native language don't have one. At all. Like, I have no clue why do you even need articles. I know there is a logic in using articles, but it's really hard for me to really understand this logic. It's just too foreign to me. But I'm trying, I'm really trying to get it right. Maybe one day, one day I'll finaly truly understand it. That's all for today. See you later~