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Kuwaizair [2021-02-21 09:57:49 +0000 UTC]
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Solidus-Skully [2019-04-27 06:10:04 +0000 UTC]
Damn is that haunting, especially with that slight glow around his eyes really looking into you. The darkness does well to emphasize this as such.
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ParadoxProphet [2019-04-07 16:39:29 +0000 UTC]
My friend ordered the print version of this for me, and seeing it here it still looks amazing!
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ienzo628 [2019-04-07 04:55:03 +0000 UTC]
I need to get my groove back with my drawing.
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Skye-Rhyder [2019-02-03 07:08:49 +0000 UTC]
Hey, I saw you on Etsy.
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XiwyCain [2019-01-08 09:42:26 +0000 UTC]
Amazing lightning! Hoping to see him in the next game! hohoho
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TheKristKC [2019-01-03 14:46:18 +0000 UTC]
This is great!
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chiriku [2019-01-02 01:42:13 +0000 UTC]
He's making such a sinister sneaky face, but a cute gesture. lol
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Sorapapu [2018-12-30 20:55:20 +0000 UTC]
This is pretty darn cool.
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NickColbe [2018-12-27 19:19:33 +0000 UTC]
Magnificent.
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Wyzzel [2018-12-27 11:08:50 +0000 UTC]
I love his expression and it´s so great how you can draw so real looking hands!
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MensjeDeZeemeermin [2018-12-26 23:12:24 +0000 UTC]
And to you, my 'Card':
Christmas GhostsAt table, where I sit alone,
The empty chairs hold friends I’ve known,
For many a long, lonely year.
I toast them now, though they’re not here.
They’re welcome on this Christmastide.
Of course, they’re ghosts, they all have died.
The passing years are now vast rifts,
And yet these kind dead bring me gifts.
The first is Grant, whose life was pain.
His gifts of music still remain.
The melodies he found and shared,
His loss, an ache still unrepaired.
Darrin, dragon, soul and mind,
Silver gleaming, twice refined,
Left me here to soar above.
I still mourn, and I still love.
Caden, delphine, gleaming, sleek…
Laughter curved that smiling beak.
Laughter faded to distress
At your sudden exodus.
Carrie, whom I dared to cherish,
Not unspared, left lorn to perish.
Longed for in my every breath,
Our love swift as your swift death.
Family ghosts lurk near the scene.
Grandparents still evergreen,
Join my father’s oversight.
How I try to do them right!
The mem
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