Tag: SAilor
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Old Sailor Elijah I very liked this character. Even if I can’t manage to draw it the same twice.Here’s Elijah again, an old sailor that started to smoke too much *** J’ai beaucoup aimé ce personnage. Même si je ne parviens pas à dessiner deux fois à l’identique…Revoici donc Elijah, un vieux marin qui ne…
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Smoktober 30 Returning home was easy, Elijah’s a good sailor. Now Sarah can relax, pampered, she’s under good care.They hold hands under the porch, smiling and waitingThere’s only one question left: What about the naming? *** Le retour fut aisé, Elijah est un marin hors pairMaintenant Sarah peut se reposer, choyée et dorlotéeAssise sous leur…
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Smoktober 27 – “I cannot thank you enough, Delilah. I’m cured! Breathing’s now a delight, everything smells anew!”– “I see. And you, Sarah? Will you be all right?”– “I will, for sure. Thank you. Thank you. How did you knew?”– “Elijah told me, long ago. About your wish.”– “What did I told you about? I…
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Smoktober 21 Get closer my friend… so I can see what’s insideHum… there’s something growing, burning, living.I’m afraid what I sold you was not for your kind.You have to return them back or die burning. *** Approche mon ami… Approche que je te vois d’en dedansHum… Il y a quelque chose qui brûle et grandit,…
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Smoktober 18 “Here we are, this is her lair.” sait Elijah“That’s a lot of smoke, replied Sarah.I’m noticing now, but yours smells… different.”“From what?” “From before. it’s more… pugnent?” *** “Nous voici arrivés. Voici son repaire.”“Tant de fumée… Dis, J’le remarque maintenantmais la tienne ne sent plus comme avant”“Ca s’aggrave peut-être. Elle nous aidera, j’espère.…
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Smoktober 13 So they searchs for every box, pouch, carton, and packet they ownThere’s leaves and powder, moist snuff and snus, chewable and more, There’s even a box of special luxury spiced special extravaganza mixThey go through all of it, even if Sarah don’t like the smell of this *** Alors ils déballent chaque boite,…
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Smoktober 12 “What will we do my dear” said to his wife the old sailor “I think the tree’s right. The problem may not be the pipes”“Don’t you worry my dear, I’m here with you, we will find.Let’s starts by looking at your stach of tobacco boxes” *** “Que va-t-on faire maintenant ma chère” dit…
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Smoktober 11 They sails to the wild coast, then the forest, deep and darkTo see the old talking tree, that grew pipes from his bark“This is one of mine, I am not cursed, so you’re mistakenMaybe you should assume that your pipes aren’t the problemBut something else that is for you condition to blame.Although I’m…
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Smoktober 10 They sails to the land of Lilliput, see Clefrin FrelockHe’s retired from official duties, and opened a shop“It’s indeed a pipe of mine, I recognize my crest.I swear to thee there’s no magic nor curses in my craft.”The sailor’s sight, it’s gonna be a long quest.“Hang on” said his wife, let’s sail to…