“I wish I really were a witch. But I’m not a witch at all. I daren’t tell anyone, not even Damek: not being a witch is a worse shame than the mark of magic. I cursed Masko two months ago and nothing happened: where are the boils & the wasting sickness? - each day I look in hope and I see no mark, not one single sign that the gods heard me and took my part. I think it is I who am cursed.” - Black Spring
It messes with your sanity by twisting all your thoughts around.
They say it’s blind they say it waits but every time it seals your fate.
Usually, when I say something is ‘just a quick sketch’, eh, I’m probably lying (mostly because I don’t know how to let anything well enough alone. That’s why I’m on my books 5th rewrite =P)
This, however, was literally just a quick go, I did not let myself knitpick over it. Which is probably something i need to remember with digital art. I’ve just not been doing it long enough to be at knitpicking level. Anyway, this, yes.
Because I’m obsessed.
Because I’m in love with a cartoon character.
Because when I finally learned how old he was, my first thought was ‘Excellent, this means he’s legal.’
I have zero regrets.
A future blackened by a change of heart
They’ll try to fool us that they will greet us with open arms
A promise as empty as when we were sent astray
Our blood on the pen they used to sign our lives away
