Take me to church. I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies. I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife. Afford me my deathless death. Good God, let me give you my life.
I only wanted to practice coloring and then this happened. My brain couldn’t sit still so I couldn’t practice with the panels themselves. -.-” Oh well. The only thing I probably improved on with the hair. -.-”