Angela Maps - Illusion

All that glitters is not gold, never judge a book by its cover, appearances can be deceiving, etc. That said, what's not to love about a bucolic glen, a gently winding river running through it, a handful of sheep grazing its lush, rich grass as birdsong serenades visitors to the humble abode of a local healer and wise-person? Never mind the fact that the shadows cast by the trees might be a little longer than expected, or that the air smells staler than it ought to, and definitely don't try to taste the crystal clear waters that somehow reek of stagnant filth. New maps weekly on my Patreon!