Prompt

motion blur, airbrush and pen outlineclose up portrait of wizard behind that cute evil moss pig on the bridge, Beneath the frozen boughs he strode, Where glassy frost did bite the road. The bridge did arch o’er shadowed flood, And whispering waters ran like blood. Each step a ghost, each breath a flame, The cavern shivered at his name. *(Verse II)* From corner dark, a rustle, a squeak, A nimble shadow, clever and meek. Its eyes did glimmer with childish guile, Yet laughter edged with malice vile