bear in mind
and his stupid chain, I don’t like this chainor, Xerxes Break before he was Xerxes Break)
Just some more FireAlpaca practice, it’s so messy. Trying to emphasize light and contrast (tried).
(retrace 85 today!)
BREAK KICK WTF
*mentally prepares myself for devastation*
I’m a Christian, and even I can recognize how ridiculous it is for people to oppose gay marriage based on the grounds that “The Bible defines marriage as one man and one woman.” That’s simply not true.
If these are barbaric and no longer acceptable practices, then I think we can say that prejudice against queer people is also barbaric and no longer acceptable.
^ just wanna clear up that polygamy is still alive and well
In the realm between life and death, the soul of a mother watched the stream of time as the memories of the past flowed before her auburn eyes. The recollection of these events carried the essence of Izayoi’s emotions from mundane indifference to vibrant joy. One by one, the memories came and went until finally, her last moment of living appeared with its fear, sorrow, and regret. Wiping the clear droplet as it slid from fair cheeks, the woman stood consumed in the last reminiscence of her life’s chronicle.
Being a Chain, Cheshire seemed to have a sixth sense for death. It was only more fine tuned when he stayed with the Will of the Abyss for all those years. Watching terrified and doomed illegal contractors meet their fate, their soul distorting into monstrous beings. This time was different though, the women was more peaceful than anyone he had ever met, he could sense a bit of fear, but nothing compared to all the contractors that he had seen. “Who exactly are you?” He asked cautiously, his lone eye narrowing at the stranger. Cheshire wasn’t exactly sure about what to say to a person at this time in their life, or even in this situation, but for some reason he felt compelled to speak to her.
Husky had wandered through the in a strange place once again. He wasn’t really sure where he was or where he was going, but exploring new places was always fun. Looking around though, he caught the scent of something seemed like a cat? He wasn’t too sure, but it peaked his interest. He followed it hoping to find the person who it belonged to.
The Chain felt the presence of a stranger within his realm, his fur bristling as the ribbons coming off the x-shaped shawl that wrapped around his upper torso began wrapping around his body, allowing him to teleport to the other’s location. He appeared behind the intruder and crouched down, licking a paw as he tried to examine him as much as possible before talking. “Who are you?” He asked, his voice almost completely devoid of emotion.