As the darknes thickens with the fogs slow, sleeping dance, a sound is carried with the wind. It's barely more than a whisper of a thought, but it reaches all the way into everyones most inner core. A shiver of icing nameless horror portends the approach of the Ghast.
This time I just took what I had nearby, which was a ballpoint pen and some tinted cahrcoal.
This time I just took what I had nearby, which was a ballpoint pen and some tinted cahrcoal.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Doodle
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Size 1280 x 1263px
File Size 540.3 kB
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