Snippet: Young Ganondorf Sand storms on the horizon obscured what would've been a beautiful sky. The wind kicked up dust and granules of sand, whipping the land into a harsher shape. A dark-skinned boy with purplish rings under his eyes brooded on the steps of the ancient temple. There, at least, the sand storms never came. The temple used to be grand. Now it was just sad. Not in a nostalgic way, just in an abandoned, pathetic way.Snippet: Young Ganondorf by ~WishIWould
Abandoned and pathetic,the boy, a scrawny kid named Gan, thought.That's me.He scowled at the brown clouds in the distance (and pouted, but he would never admit that). He shook his head like a wet dog, trying to get the sand out
My most recent deviations! Writing and portraits are my strength, I think  though I enjoy trying anything! If you have an idea or suggestion for me art-wise, I'd love to see what I can do with it! |
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Wow! Thank you so much for all your wonderful comments! They really encouraged me to keep going. I also like your insights: they are always thoughtful and unique. 
I'm also glad you liked the latest Crys and Pyrita drawing. There is more to come! 
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I was kind of....kept busy all afternoon yesterday, so I couldn't log in until the evening TT_____TT
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I love it!
