hide from memories. I remember when. Now feathers left and shattered are scattered and tattered in the emptiness... there is no going back. A fall from grace seems like a train kiss to the face when you figure out there is only void space left when you leave a home like place. Only time passes judgement. I hope in dreams . I know better than to fall again.
Hey guys,
A quick and brief update.
I am so sorry that I haven't posted anything on deviantART for almost a year. My health just won't let me draw.
I posted a few updates on Facebook, butts that's about it.
On a second note: I do have a wonderful time with my doggy, Little Dragon.
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I am planning to draw him as a proper dragon sometime :) time and health will tell...
I hope you all are having a splendid time, and keep the creative magic flowing through your mind and fingers! Remember that your talent and your ability to do so should never be taken for granted. I know I won't.
Miss you all.
With love,