Day 1 Inktober 2022 : Gargoyle

He sat perched atop an elongated spire of an old Gothic church watching the children play in the park. The evening Christmas lights lit up the streets of Amsterdam, the sound of bells and laughter jingled in the air. Gargo the Guardian let out a sigh of smoke as his absent-forgotten-heart secretly desired to glide down and dance with the crowd. But getting closer to the ground would only evoke fear, screams, and frowns. Alas, no one remembers that our dear gargoyle is no monster, he is an angel in the skies. ❤