Page One [HERE] - Page Two Places We Wont Walk - Bruno Major
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E68FGi2rZTQ
Sunlight dances off the leaves
Birds of red color the trees
Flowers filled with buzzin' bees
In places we won't walk
Neon lights shine bold and bright
Buildings grow to dizzy heights
People come alive at night
In places we won't walk
[Chorus]
Children cry and laugh and play
Slowly hair will turn to gray
We will smile to end each day
In places we won't walk
[Note, this is Kaens' exit song :'>]
So, this is old. I started this back in 22! :'>
But then 23' happened, and any motivation I had for art got eaten and spat out so.. Polarstags' stuff has been just left on the back burner until now hence why all his content is coming out in one go.
Kaens' death understandably left a huge impact on her family, Polarstag never recovered. His face greyed faster than he would have expected, not that he noticed as his 11th year approached and passed.
He was old, aches and pains crept up faster and clung to his form leaving him frailer than he had ever been in his life.
He was a healer, but was he much of one now? Eustace and Jura were good at their work, soon they would not need him to look over their work after all.
There was a period, in Summer and Fall, when the seasons merged - Polarstag realised that he had willed death to claim him.
For then he could walk by Kaens' side once more.
But the reaper never came to claim him, in the distance he could hear her voice, in the wind and in his sleep. Etches of her clung to his mind, to his heart.
Though he had grieved for Winter, the grief that struck him after Kaens' passing has been like no other.
It felt as though part of him lay beneath the soil, buried alongside her.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Wolf
Size 1480 x 2490px
File Size 507.2 kB
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