How can I describe the feeling when, after twenty years in the tunnels, you see the sky? When do you see the city where you were born and where monsters now rule? "This is the dead city," Bourbon told me. - "Welcome home."
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Next up
and sketch of Geralt of Rivia
Another art in "Fear and hunger" style
The only sketch with a normal perspective.
ten years
training in home-made potion making...
happy silksong day
a storm is coming... soon the state exam... and I'm trying to draw something... I'll probably make a couple of arts, throw off all the sketches made during the period of silence and disappear until the end of the exams.
I was mad that they made Alastor's 2nd form so lame, so here is my art of scary alastor, straight from the fairytales, not just with some goofy ahh tentacles
Maybe you’ll think of me when you are all alone.
Maybe the one who is waiting for you.
Will prove untrue, then what will you do?...
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