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Nanshakh was born in South America in 1958.


One day, a cruel fairy peered over his cradle.

No no, she didn't even bother to plunge her sting in his flesh,

or to put a spell on him -all boring procedures actually,

and far too cliche for such a sophisticated fairy.

No. She just stayed there, toying with her whip,

looking down at him, with that undefinable smile only

a ravishing fairy all wrapped up in black leather could have.

She stayed until he saw her.

And then she left, chuckling to herself.


Nanshakh has always been making those illustrations.

Nanshakh