There is something about caves and caverns that I find both terrifying and intriguing. There is, of course, my claustrophobia that comes with caves, but there’s also a sense of mystery deep in the belly of the earth. I enjoy drawing caves, and apparently I enjoy putting my characters in caves.
Above is a scene from my book, The Pirates of Piddleton (2007). Smoog and Misabelle have just found the pirates’ treasure inside a cave, a cave that was hidden by a rockslide. The pirates’ map is accurate enough, but the changed landscape misled them.

(In case you’re wondering, the source of light in these frames is emanating from the necklace Philo’s wearing. It’s a magic necklace, of course!)