'I can scarcely concentrate,' said the crane. 'Hardly a stroke of proper work these past few days.'
'But,' said 'you were able to draw _this_?'
'Ah, but I don't have to think to draw us.'

https://t.co/H9n0a4esxg

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Weather.

I'm probably going to be drawing these variations on a theme until I die or something changes within. Whichever comes first.

Goodnight.

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Ah, it's that stage again after finishing a piece wherein I question everything and go into shut-down. 🙃

Also feeling curiously exhausted today.

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'I think,' said the crane, after hearing the pug's composition, 'it is possible for you to retain the memory of what their work had been to you whilst saying goodbye to the person they've transpired as.'

'Yeah,' said the pug. 'Thank you.'

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Amid the leafy glades and wooded hills of Himmapaanland, there also dwells Black Dog. At its most benign, is a flicker of indigo flame; a dark will-o'-the-wisp. But Black Dog continually shifts and can reach any size or intensity.

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