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i saw way too many "draw your fursona in this and nothing else" posts to pick one to retweet so here.
When the Witch King passed, the mantle fell to his concubine, the Medium.
Through her lips, he still often speaks.
calm meadows between houses
tall shadows before storms
long dreams before sleep
[AC19_SCRAPBOOK: WATERFRONT]
Lets stay up all night!
(ft. @russelbuck, an absolute sweetheart!)
@NONSTOPPUP same backround, 4 years difference. I learned to actually draw possums a bit better.
I still think about the times you said we could get a place with a bigger bathtub.
@magnolyena showing up late to the party but i brought beer and this dumbass nerd.