I am back and able to work again (my wrist is no longer sore and my tattoo is almost completely healed); I'm just trying to get into the groove of things again. I have a feeling once I finish this batch of commissions my style will shift again to something a little different. Again. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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"A sweet canary sung a song of anguish and complexity the moment I died. Yet, every memory I have of you is a lie. I don't ever remember being awake with you. The only time I've ever had a moment in your arms, was in my dreams... I'm starting to think losing you is more painful than death." - Annie

[[On her mortality and her diminishing relationship with D]]

[[[ DO NOT USE; Annie is my persona/fursona. ]]]