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I can smell the putrid odor of rotting flesh as I hear the monster breathing just beyond the door.
Dark puddles pool around me, pulling at my feet.
I hear the door creak open, and the demon’s dead, glazed eyes lock onto mine.
So
i may or may not make an full art of some person or i may just leave this like that-
Been working lately on lots of 'behind-the-scenes' boring stuff that no one really cares about, so here’s a guy playing the sax for some reason.
"Our work is never over" they said.
So here's the first of the zodiac signs i will make for the next weeks.
Finished work on the emotions of a new character for the tank universe
Microsoft Windows XP Unprofessional (windows logo prototype)
A house I've built a while ago. :)
It nicely separates the snowy biome from the grassy one.
It's built with painted Ebonstone.










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