(An Excerpt from the "Rodarc Library of Historical Texts")
In daily life, a constant flow,
With air to breathe and food to sew.
Each person with a job to do.
Thinker, teacher, hunter too.
But builders dream one day to fly.
And gather stars from way up high.
A calamity builds with lightning strikes;
A flash of purple from the sky.
Then moons are dark and ringed in gold.
On the old moun...
2019-07-14 11:01:53 +0000 UTC View Post
I've been a little busy with my move, but I'm happy to announce that Steve and I are both finally settled. Woop! I've also been dipping in and out of the comic too, so don't worry. The next page is being worked on.
Now, something a little different. Because I've spent a little while not rendering lineless stuff in any serious capacity, i feel like I've fallen a little out of practise. SO, here's a pose I want to experiment with. Anyone interested in letting me use a character of theirs...
Hey log, Winter here. Time for another update, so here goes...
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LOG 1605-0748
I've been stuck in this hospital for far longer than i would have liked. Medical beds still make me nervous, and the smell is too sanitary for my comforts - give me a bit of work shop grit any day.
Lucky for me, the bandages were to come off today!
Finally.
As I was unbinding them I remembered thinking back to when my adoptive father would try his ha...
2019-05-20 07:14:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Hey log, first time poster. Uh, Winter here - but not really of my own accord...
Otayen says something about it being "nice to keep memories of things going on - to look back on them on the future". I think he's just worried about my head since the accident. I'll get to that.
While I don't really have the time to dwell, I guess he is right. I mean I wasn't going to protest, he's hugely convincing after all - or rather, convincingly huge!
Anyway, there...
2019-05-05 00:38:13 +0000 UTC View Post
