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suddenly, a flashlight was beaming in your face, blinding you for a second, but allowing you to see into the future. you start to run from the light, the face behind it curling into a childish smile, and the vision starts to burn inside of you. the breeze cools your sweat and almost carries you through the black crunching leaves. another flashlight inevitably beams in your face, and another vision inevitably glows just before you.
probably the biggest and thought-out project I’ve ever started and actually finished. one of my favourite characters from a game I love. it’s been a struggle and a big challenge for me but I like how it turned out.
the flowers are different types of aster, the september birth flower. the poem in the drawing is from one of my favourite poets, e. e. cummings.