Dirge never speaks. Her footsteps never echo or scrape. She doesn't even draw breath. But this golden silence doesn't last forever, and when she decides to sing...Scanned textures and linework with digital color.
I may have told some people initially that I planned to update daily. This is sort of like NASA offering rocket flights to Candyland. Which, I've heard, is next up after Mars.
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