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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.