Marked by Moonlight and Re-writing through Stars
I've been struggling with what I assume is PTSD and physical disassociation for a while now. It’s a horrible, surreal feeling, and it’s...
The Gift, Pt. 1
I stared at the pitiful bale of flowers laying on the doorstep. Water had dripped from the contorted icicles that clung to the eaves,...
What We See in a Mirror Dimly
This is a drawing that I'm abandoning because I don't know how to finish it, but not just because of areas that look wonky (although this definitely does annoy me). I just don't know how to. I had a couple different ideas bouncing around my head when I started it.
Meteorite Miracle
It's just a silly thing made of plastic, but this is something that means a great deal to me. When I was a child, my mom used to take my...
