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"Éowyn, Éowyn, White Lady of Rohan, in this hour I do not believe that any darkness will endure!" And he stooped and kissed her brow.

Been a while since I drew them (^._.^)ﾉ

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is your dog doing better 🥺

Rituška is much better, thank you for asking! :^) She recovered quickly from the surgery but she is quite old now so her health isn't all that good anymore.

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"Éowyn, Éowyn, White Lady of Rohan, in this hour I do not believe that any darkness will endure!" And he stooped and kissed her brow.

Been a while since I drew them (^._.^)ﾉ

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Some things from reading Post Captain ⚓ Williams sisters with their dear mother for an Aubreyad exchange with @leona-florianova (oﾟvﾟ)ノ Preserved Killick, who is becoming my favorite character Poor Jack, being kind of sick and stressed, and Stephen being stranger than usual

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A birthday card for my dearest friend @krulbert ( ﾉ ﾟｰﾟ)ﾉ všechno nejlepší!

It's a continuation of the beautiful parade he drew for my birthday ♥ #ink #illustrationartist #illustration #parade #creatures #birthdaycard #traditionalart

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"A dark form drifted from the sombre cliff-face on the starboard beam—an enormous pointed wingspan: as ominous as fate. Stephen gave a swinish grunt, snatched the telescope from under Jack's arm, elbowed him out of the way and squatted at the rail, resting the glass on it and focusing with great intensity. 'A bearded vulture! It is a bearded vulture!' he cried. 'A young bearded vulture.' 'Well,' said Jack instantly—not a second's hesitation 'I dare say he forgot to shave this morning.' His red face crinkled up, his eyes diminished to a bright blue slit and he slapped his thigh, bending in such a paroxysm of silent mirth, enjoyment and relish that for all the Sophie's strict discipline the man at the wheel could not withstand the infection and burst out in a strangled 'Hoo, hoo, hoo,' instantly suppressed by the quartermaster at the con."

Decided to spend my last vacation day (before starting to work on a new book) coloring these. Well-spent day. Jack finding his poor jokes so very funny is so sweet.

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A dark form drifted from the sombre cliff-face on the starboard beam—an enormous pointed wingspan: as ominous as fate. Stephen gave a swinish grunt, snatched the telescope from under Jack's arm, elbowed him out of the way and squatted at the rail, resting the glass on it and focusing with great intensity.

'A bearded vulture! It is a bearded vulture!' he cried. 'A young bearded vulture.'

'Well,' said Jack instantly—not a second's hesitation 'I dare say he forgot to shave this morning.' His red face crinkled up, his eyes diminished to a bright blue slit and he slapped his thigh, bending in such a paroxysm of silent mirth, enjoyment and relish that for all the Sophie's strict discipline the man at the wheel could not withstand the infection and burst out in a strangled 'Hoo, hoo, hoo,' instantly suppressed by the quartermaster at the con.

Some promised sketches, dedicated to @leona-florianova ( ﾉ ﾟｰﾟ)ﾉ

Jack is probably much too cute, couldn't quite help it. Also, I guess his hair should still be quite short in here but it wouldn't feel like him, so ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯

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‘Hold up, Mr. Frodo!’ muttered Sam in Frodo’s ear. ‘Come back! Not that way. Gollum says not, and for once I agree with him.’

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is this hypothetical erlking sweater something that will be hypothetically purchasable in the future…….perchance….?

aaaahm, yes, it was meant to be purchasable and I was looking forward to it SO very much! But due to some communication issues, which I'm still profoundly confused about, it's not happening anymore. Maybe next year...I guess? So, if anyone knows some little knitting studios that could be interested in the design, let me know! I'd try to offer it anywhere!

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Do you have or would you ever do little videos documenting your process ? I loooove to see people's processes ! Your monochrome ink illustrations are so amazing! I got some ecoline as well but I struggle with working with it, would love to see how you do it!

Ah, well, I thought about doing that sometimes but firstly, I don't really own any technology good enough for that. Secondly, I keep rotating and covering the paper with my hands all the time, so there was never anything visible when I tried to shoot something on my phone ><

But! I often share photos of the process in my Instagram stories, and I can also give you some tips if you'd like :^)

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Snufkin and the Woodies for dearest @taryndraws (^._.^)ﾉ

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"I loved him for it better than I liked to express: and I took a secret delight in pressing those slender white fingers..."

Oh well, no one asked for it but I really like to dust off watercolors once in a while. Coloring is such a serene thing to do, even if I'm not all that happy with the result ( ఠ ͟ʖ ఠ)

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After ten long years, I've finally finished (and re-read) Boku No Hero Academia! \^o^/ I still like the first hundred chapters best, though. But there is a lot of lovely characters I'd like to spend more time with :'^) Here is a ten-years-after redraw as a celebration, ha. Kacchan is joining them now ✧✧

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Silmarillion sketches, once again, ha 💎💎💎

"Then Morgoth hurled aloft Grond, the Hammer of the Underworld, and swung it down like a bolt of thunder. But Fingolfin sprang aside, and Grond rent a mighty pit in the earth, whence smoke and fire darted."

"But Fëanor followed him, and at the door of the king’s house he stayed him; and the point of his bright sword he set against Fingolfin’s breast. ‘See, half-brother!’ he said. ‘This is sharper than thy tongue."

"...for though at great feasts Fëanor would wear them, blazing on his brow, at other times they were guarded close, locked in the deep chambers of his hoard in Tirion. For Fëanor began to love the Silmarils with a greedy love, and grudged the sight of them to all save to his father and his seven sons..."

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In that same company Pippin was also to go, as a soldier of Gondor. Merry could see him not far off, a small but upright figure among the tall men of Minas Tirith. gh, what a troublesome paper, it was such a pain to ink this ┌( ಠ_ಠ)┘

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Poor Rituška had another surgery, so now she has to wear this net thingy, which makes her look like the world's most pitiful smoked ham.