Sombra shot out of bed, the image of the figure fresh in his mind. He tore the sheet covering the canvas and got to work. Pencil in hand, he made soft lines in the canvas as he added details to the sketch. But just as soon as the image came to him, it left his mind once more, leaving him staring at the unfinished picture in front of him.
He sighed and put the pencil back in the holder. He grabbed the sheet he used to hide the piece from visitors, and looked over the piece again. What was that thing that he had added?
And why did this scene, one that had been appearing in his dreams for a week now, seem so...familiar?
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Alright! Here's a drawing I made a few weeks ago, but forgot to upload up until now. I also wrote a short drabble inspired by it!
(whyamiupattwothirtyinthechaosdamnedmorning)
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7 years, 8 months ago
16 Jul 2017 11:26 CEST
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