To wander this mist, they called it a curse.
To be alone in my insanity for all eternity,
to touch the world between all the others....
Watching, reaching out but falling back into the mist endlessly,
I find myself here in Purgatory yet again.
Who knew there could be so many shades of gray?
This is Ronaeo, my first character, who I've never drawn in a realistic style before. This is him wandering purgatory after he's died-cursed to live a life of isolation for all eternity. He's colorblind too, for symbolic reasons.
, animal related non anthro
5 years, 1 month ago
14 Jan 2014 04:49 CET
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