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@otterloreart The tiny test print firmed up in ambient light enough to string her -- I'm not sure a mini-print will be much good as feedback but here she is for fun! She's adorable 😭
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News! I'm now selling stickers (and other merch) on my own site - goodbye etsy!
Link in my pinned post!
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Just posted my first holiday design this year! Download it here or consider joining my patreon to get all my D&D/dice designs
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sentiments about a tree and the persistence of life
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3 Short, vague ghost stories I wrote paired with my old photos:
Can you forgive me? I know you said not to go alone, but I had to know what everyone else knows. I didn't know why everyone seemed to have new features all at once, but I knew I didn't want to be left out anymore. It's not my fault she couldn't keep up with the demand. It's not my fault she got removed. I may have told her father where she made them, but it wasn't fair that she wouldn't share with me and I just wanted him to bring her to her senses! But now that she's gone, I can take her place and make you proud.
2. Why do you do things you know you shouldn't do? You know you can't make people like you that way. Besides, they are too tall to hear us down here. We don't belong in their world and they don't belong in ours. Don't try to speak their language again, or you'll end up lost like in your past life. My prairie, my rules.
3. I can't wait for them to find it. It's been weeks and nobody knows where it went but me! The anxious looks on their faces as they search fills me with joy like nothing else. What will they do when they find it? Will they riot, or just pretend things are ok? The best part is that I can sense its own anxiety rising as it grows more aware of how lost it is. I know that as soon as it is found, another will go missing and the fun will begin again!
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