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Tag: dead

  • Adventure – Only shapes of wood It’s no use, the plants are stronger. They want more blood. Your blood. As you breath is getting thinner and thinner, you feel sap slowly crawling into your veins. Roots and branches pierce and grow from your barked skin. Leaves sprouts onto your body. The pain is excruciating, but […]

  • I found me cow Poor Maggie… I found ye at last!, dut yer dead. Yer all… dry and brittly. Wha’ happ’ned to ye!?.. kof…‘tis the smoke, he Maggie? …kof…Darned blasted yellow smog! Where did it come from? *** Krita on Yiynova *** Ma pauv’ Maggie… J’tai enfin trouvée. T’est toute morte. Toute… sèche et… racornie. […]

  • Adventure – Killing the Goblin So you’ve done it. It was easy, to slay the goblin. After all, they were harmless. Not even thinking for an instant that you would slice your blades upon his back.They were more surprised than anything. They fell on the ground with a faint “Why?” and it was over. As […]

  • Spirit – The Curse of the Undead Undying flesh is a strong curseYour body rots, your mind decaysTo end the pain, only one way :Be killed by a spirit corpse *** La non-mort est une malédictionLe corps pourris, l’esprit s’émiette, etde délivrance, une seule solutionEtre tué par une corps possédé. Pencil doodle on A6 Sketchbook […]

  • Playing with my buddies – Hi! – Hi there!– Do you want to be my friend?– Oh boy oh boy, I do!– Me too! Let’s play all together!– Yaaaay ! *** – Salut !– Salut toi !– Dis, tu veux être mon ami ?– Oh oui, Oh oui !– Moi aussi ! Jouons tous ensembles […]

  • Remains Look, brother, what’s this strange pile of bones? Just remains from a forgotten ageIt was there when our ancestors came.Was it a god? Was it art?                                  Who knows… *** Regarde frêrot ! Qu’est-ce donc que ceci ?Des restes […]

  • (Not) forgotten The memories of the departed lingers onYou say : Never let them go of your mind, go on!Yet as the candles burns dimmer day after day,Blurried by time, all the memories fades away, *** Priant devant l’autel de nos chers disparus Tu me dis : Ne jamais les laisser s’effacer!Les bougies jour après […]

  • Inktober 2019 – 13 – Ash He couldn’t let go of his loved oneFrom essential salts he keep herCalling her every night and swooneEven when the salt jar gets lighter *** Ne pouvant se résoudre à la laisser partirEn sels essentiels il a pu la réduire Chaque nuit il l’invoque d’entre les mortsEt chaque nuit la […]

  • Inktober 2019 – 13 – Ash He couldn’t let go of his loved oneFrom essential salts he keep herCalling her every night and swooneEven when the salt jar gets lighter *** Ne pouvant se résoudre à la laisser partirEn sels essentiels il a pu la réduire Chaque nuit il l’invoque d’entre les mortsEt chaque nuit la […]

  • Found meeee !

    Found meeee ! Fouuuund meee… Now what? Tell me, human: NOW WHAT!? *** Tu m’as trouvééé… Et maintenant ? Dis-moi, humain : ET MAINTENANT QUOI !? Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook / Porte-mine sur carnet A6