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Tried drawing some ruins that are to appear in a future chapter of Westward Stranger.
In times of darkness, there is a kind of hope to be had in visions of a decaying world that was whole once. In the thought that perhaps life and love will find a way through this madness, and one day bloom once more, perhaps only to wilt and try again. Glory and eternity live in trying.
Hello all! My webnovel Westward Stranger is now underway here on Tapas.
