“ Such roses are inside all of us blooming from within. But roses have thorns and when it’s obvious, people forget how beautiful they are.”
Don’t you trust in what you have seen, we live in the world with filters where we are forced to belong in either black or white. But there are other colours, and all are created equal. They are all beautiful.”
The Last Ignition
The Malazan Book of Fallen Illustration commission
Phaya Naga ( King Naga )
Through the Inferno
Dungeon and Dragons
King Minotaur Arkus
Letter's from Taisho
Gravity & Buoyancy
The Voice of Sacred Spirits
The reservoir of visions.
Through the gate when darkness falls The taste of fates, she will take it all
The soul of butterflies is unshattering.
Only you know who I am
The blind witch cultivates Wolfbanes for elixirs
The broken ink bottles
The potions she brew is made magic by her hard work
When you are out of mind, you are no different than me.
Your love brought me to life.
You might never know how much I care for you
There isn’t a word for everything.
It’s her pride that cuts herself deeper than a blade.