A sketch blog of rough sketches, usually corresponding to something happening in the forest.
My characters may or may not have something to say on the matter.
10 . 10 . 11
I shouldn't be surprised, really, that playing tag with you feels a bit like being hunted..
8 . 30 . 11
Everything that matters is here.
8 . 28 . 11
They say there is gray between the lines. Black and white, and sometimes gray.
In this world, I see only gray... There is no black, no white. I see the space between.
But when we are together, I sometimes wonder... between what?
And a spark of black, of white... I can see it in the gray. A fawn. A stranger. A bow misplaced... Or perhaps... just placed?
Fluid and ever-changing, yet stable. An understanding that eludes me.
Because, like him, I am neither black nor white... just want and nothing else.
6 . 30 . 11
6 . 25 . 11
My dreams are strange today...
Poppy ribbons to fill the gray.
6 . 25 . 11
Drifting along on a gray river day,
I couldn't care more
I couldn't care less
Where I am going.
6 . 16 . 11
Blood flowers... a splash of color. I surround myself, but they can't seep inside today.
Today, everything is gray.
Tomorrow, perhaps, you'll burn beside me here.
Burn a hole through this gray, and the color will flood inside.
6 . 7 . 11
I've lost sight of my purpose, and let myself grow selfish in this place. What is the meaning of 'friendship'? There's no reason for it. Only the happiness of those in need of care, and the problem of those who get in the way of that. She is neither.
She is nothing
6 . 5 . 11
This game shines brighter than any other I've found so far... I could play forever and ever. Next time, I'll stay with you until the very end.
5 . 3 . 11
Behind beaks and masks, we hide a smile.
Our antlers laugh for us.
4 . 26 . 11
Stop moping, friend! Without your antlers you look very... pretty~ Hahaha~!
Funny. Let's see you laugh after your "friends" catch you like that...
Oooh, I haven't shown them yet! They'll be excited, won't they!
Nn... they will.
4 . 26 . 11
Together in isolation.
4 . 24 . 11
It's been too long. It makes me giddy with happiness... Today, will you stay with me?
4 . 23 . 11
A world of warm security...
If there's anything closer to heaven, I don't want to know.
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