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Sadness and the crow

Bleak was how I felt then, as I trailed miserably behind. The sweat clung to me, sticky and heavy as I struggled to keep up with the tour group. 230 more words



By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT,
On a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly…
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Taggart the Too Sure Turtle

Drew up the finished animal antagonists for the story. I guess i’m going to start putting together story scenes.

Conceptual Work

Year of Grace, Day 60. Glorious autumn sun

When the sun shines on the turning leaves and trunks in the back garden like it does today, it is magic. The blue, blue sky, with not a single cloud to mar its blueness, is a magnificent backdrop to this autumnal splendour, and the birds cannot get their fill of it. 282 more words