
My evening came among the alien trees and spoke in a language which my morning stars did not know.

My evening came among the alien trees and spoke in a language which my morning stars did not know.

Elven bard with lots of persuasion points for @drewyth !
Thank you so much for commissioning me again :3
A thing that does not change with time is a memory of younger days…
“How can I describe my life to you?
I think a lot, listen to music. I’m fond of flowers.”— Susan Sontag, from “Death Kit,” published c. January 1967
Three years ago today.
I love this bit of video. Not sure why.
Because this looks like a Monet painting or an old watercolour anime background come to life?! I was in utter disbelief until it started moving.
WELP here’s the project I did for school that I wanna work into a more personal project throughout this summer and in the future as well. I haven’t done a comic in a long time, so there was a lot of experimenting here and I’m gonna apologize ahead for my shaky storytelling cuz writing is not my forte, although I do plan on fixing this up in the future. It’s a sort of prequel to what I wanna do for my zodiac kids, so it was just a lot of messing around with them. Nothing is historically accurate; its psuedo history and fanstasy so hahaHA