#art fix
It must have been hours before I realized the chance to meet her during my random wandering was close to zero - and I cannot even be fully sure that she is here. But at least the pain has stopped, which means - must mean! - that she is no longer hurting. Does it mean she is safe? Is there anyone with her?
Was it… was it her face just now?!
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Xan for BG2 by Kulyok :)
Fixed colors a bit. Maybe it’s better this way.
“These are the colors of my House. Purple… the color of existential despair” - yes, Xan, yes it is. It’s impossible to drag your colors into the picture of a passable happiness.
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Please, come a little closer, let me touch your feathering.
Every night I see mountains, and every morning I lose vision.
Your sleeves are made of silk, my queen, a quarter moon is embroidered in the sky.
Northern wind, take me away, to the edge of the world where pain and our tall tale await.
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Tried to redraw Tristian :’)
This song always reminds me of him.
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