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Inktober Day 27 - Creepy & Jaktober Day 27 - Lurker Shark

I’ve decided to combine the prompts as a challenge to myself. I really hope to post a couple more.

You see in the games that waste of some sort is being dumped into the harbor. There is also a lack of lurker sharks in any bodies of water. Perhaps connection?

I have always found it chilling to see something once threatening and scary reduced to something pitiful and weak. Jak and Dax face their old nemesis, but somehow… they just found themselves feeling sad.

(I cheated and did a bit of digital shading in that top one.)

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“I thought this city would be a perfect place where everyone got along and anyone could be anything. Turns out, life’s a little bit more complicated than a slogan on a bumper sticker. Real life is messy. We all have limitations. We all make mistakes. Which means, hey, glass half full, we all have a lot in common. And the more we try to understand one another, the more exceptional each of us will be. But we have to try. So no matter what kind of person you are, I implore you: Try. Try to make the world a better place. Look inside yourself and recognize that change starts with you.”

Columbia (Week 1 of 3)

-They have a ton of Hamilton stuff on display.  We are all surprised, I know.  These include: Eliza’s wedding ring (I cried like you knew I would); Ham’s best of wives letter to Eliza; and a bunch of other stuff.

-I have like 20 more letters for The Eliza Papers.  I’m afraid of my ability at translating, though.  Philip Schuyler, especially, sucks.

-Eliza Hamilton Holly is her mother’s daugther through and through.

-I cannot believe I touched paper Eliza wrote on.  Like????????? OMG.

-So, someone wanted to write a biography about William Stephen Hamilton?  There’s a table of contents (pic to come) and I’m in love and want this.  They did not confirm, sadly, whether the picture Allan McLane calls Philip is really William, though.

-One of Eliza’s granddaughters wrote a report on her life! It’s really cute.

-So Laurens Hamilton, John C’s son who died tragically, kept a diary.  It’s so cute!  He copied out poems and talked about going to church with his cousin Eliza.  Little Eliza also wrote a really heartbreaking letter to her brother after Laurens’ death.  I had to stop reading letters about him for the day, because it’s just too sad. Luckily, those papers are in-house at Columbia, so I’ll look at them again.

-I also have the ~memo about a fight between Eliza and John C written by one of John C’s daughter.  “Grandmother came over and she was mad!” Oh, boy.