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The very furthest post from the capital. Nothing but dusty tea and fungal crackers and the sweet, singing chasm below, for months. Half-awake conversations signed in the gloom, to escape the muddled visions that come with sleep. Memories that aren't their own.
Lineart and flat color done! Mr. Pennies is really absolutely a human and that is its real face! Go visit @Mr_Penny_ and tell them a story to get a (maybe) useful item or trade a shiny for a secret!