Who knows what’ll happen in the future?
Request from someone through a friend on Discord. I worry about people, to say the least.
“And all of these colors, all these splendid shades… Will all go to waste in the end. Tell me, was it really worth the suffering?”
“Tell me, what is it that you see me as? Just another puppet on the strings? Or the goddess I was meant to be.”
I’m still trying to get my art caught up on here. This baby’s name is Ava
Guess who forgot they had both Tumblr & Deviantart and is now spam posting ;)