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Growing up in clan ridden wasteland isn’t easy for anyone, least of all children. They are at the bottom of what’s left of society, used for labor, scavenging, and even sold by the parents. One...
This is my friend Jerri, People think he’s quite scary. It’s not true I insist, You must come and see, Just how kind my Jerri can be. Jerri can lift heavy things, Things only he can see. He does...
Some quick sketches I did of the frost demon before I tried to render him out. I’m quite happy with the results.
The only person you should try to be better than, is the person you were yesterday.
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