Guarding The World Tree

Its tiny roots reached down from cold stone through space and time to the very heart of the world.
Its Delicate emerald leaves uncoiling glimmered with magic and power while gentle eyes watched on guarding the hopes and dreams that grew before it.
The proud and noble wolf protecting the tiny sapling as a distant world swathed in stars looked on.

Photoshop, wacom tablet and a 6 hours of boring New Years eve/ day