trying to finish these character portraits. some of my werewuffs.
laika and camryn are stargazers, eddie’s a fianna, and ryan is a silverfang.
I don’t tell him about the dream I had the night before where I’m riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I’ve never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree. I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured.
I bleed to death in excruciating pain.
I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to one another until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die.
But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don’t see it. I just see the sunset. I smile back and shake my head. I have absolutely no idea. I am afraid.WOW THIS TOOK ME ALL DAY. i listened to sleep patterns by merchant ships over and over and this image came into my head. this song really has no relation to my comic (well in a sense i can relate the two, but i won’t go into it) whatsoever but the last verse just makes me think of logan… a lot.
left to right: devin asher, ryan grayson (his new name instead of september, lol), eddie black, logan samuels, astrid everwood, winter laverre, peyton baudelaire.
HELL YEAH SHITTY BACKGROUNDS!
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