FULLVIEW, please.

It was a bit on the unusual side, Maddie reflected later, to see a horse peering - with what could only be described as disdain - out of a cherry tree as though it owned the place.
At the time, of course, it had seemed perfectly normal, but then these things always do. She had merely looked at it for a while and, when it showed no signs of doing anything particularly interesting, had moved on further into the forest.

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I was watching the coverage of Glastonbury on TV, and I was most amused to hear a song about a black horse in a cherry tree. The actual song was 'Black Horse -and- a Cherry Tree' by KT Tunstall, and a very good song it is, too - even if the horse remains subject to gravity and the laws of physics throughout. The image of the black horse in the cherry tree, however, stuck in my head and wouldn't let go until I'd finished drawing it, despite other far more pressing projects I'm supposed to be working on at the moment.

Maddie is a product of my own flu-addled mind, and I've taken quite a liking to her - I'm certain she'll be popping up quite regularly in the future.