King Frog

Well, it's October again, and I'm doing another mini story of semi-daily installments. Last year I did digital images for each entry, this year I'm playing with some new markers. Hope you enjoy!

KING FROG #1 (10.01.18) 

Our street dead-ends at the woods. There's a trail that leads to a large circular field of sand that's surrounded by trees, which is weird, because there's no lake nearby that would need a beach, just a small swamp off to one side, a little ways into the forest. The swamp is where we take our BB guns to shoot at frogs. We lay the guns across the handlebars of our bikes and ride to the end of the street and hope no one sees us go into the trees. We aren't supposed to go into the woods.

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