do the dead feel the chill of the snow, akin to the living? could it be that winter's icy breath might make them feel, for once, alive?
"[...] I can't help but wonder if I, too, should put a little more value into 'friendship' and 'camaraderie.'"
to live a life where one may live out their days freely, unfettered by the chains of war and the imminent threat of possession... to be able to awaken each day, not ambivalent and apathetic, but with a pep to one's step like that you would see in the movies; a desire to press forward rather than merely float aimlessly through existence without care for a single thing in the world...
what might that be like?
what might it be like... to experience what they call 'happiness' and 'love'?
hey twewy nation
tried out the pokemon style with my silly. don't mind the haunting look in her eyes- it's normal.
pretend i actually know how to draw older people decently. or armor. or anything
just a novice artist trying to figure out what her style is.im also on bluesky under the same username!
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