A whisper of pencil on paperInstances in our lives can clutch our heart and shake it, feelings as if it'll never let go. But despite that ache, that tremor inside, we can look forwards with a sullen glance, or say farewell with an ounce of regret. There are as many ways to move on as there are tempos of breathing. May we all find a steady tempo to live this moment through and somehow survive.
I drew the majority of this over a month ago but I'm finally content with it today so here it is (to be fair I didn't work on it at all during that over a month long fog).Nov 20, 2025
I drew the majority of this over a month ago but I'm finally content with it today so here it is (to be fair I didn't work on it at all during that over a month long fog).Nov 20, 2025
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