Excerpt from the story The Girl Who Married The Moon:
"'They are stars,' he said reprovingly. 'Since of your own free will you put on this moon, you can wear it from now on and help me in my hard work. I will finish my rounds with the full moon, and after that you can start in and finish out the month while I rest.'
To this happy arrangement she consented gladly. Since that time the two have shared the hard work between them--the man in the moon and his lady in the moon."
I read this story this morning and sketched out a concept of the young bride in the afternoon with prisma colored pencils on tan-toned paper.