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[doyourememberrocknrollradio]

The Rolling Stones - Waiting On A Friend - OFFICIAL PROMO

[inomadus]

Love these guys. Hope you stay around a little longer. RIP Charlie…

[deborah22]

[inomadus]

Cheers to that!

[deepwithinwords-deactivated2026]

[inomadus]

Sound advice!

[famouspainterwombat]

[inomadus]

Merry Christmas Eve...

[sunflowerlovergirl]

[inomadus]

The way it’s supposed to be!

[leovincible]

Inktober 2025 8. Reckless

@inktober

[inomadus]

I also enjoyed this work. The subtlety of the soul being torn away is amazing!

[famouspainterwombat]

[inomadus]

Playground for Us Big Kids!

[crazyasscountrygirl]

[inomadus]

Christmas Inspiration 🎄🎄🎄

[famouspainterwombat]

[inomadus]

Way to go Wednesday!

[babyfoxcollectionthings]

[inomadus]

One Bad Badger!

[heavymetal]

[inomadus]

Timeless!

[nostalgicamerica]

[inomadus]

The Cold Hard Truth

[jakubrozalski]

' Dear Elisabeth, I am writing this letter with hope it will reach you in Paris so that you don't wait for my return and could start your life anew, with someone better. I don't know where to start, my thoughts are dark and hopeless. We have been marching through this hellish land, this icy desert, for many days, starving and freezing to death. It's so cold! I've never felt such cold, it pierces my body and tears my soul. After the battle of that accursed Krasnoi, we were cut off and separated from the main army during a blizzard. Since then we have been plagued not only by ferocious Cossacks but by some demonic creatures. Demons of this land, punishing us for our conceit and arrogance. At first we thought it was a pack of hungry wolves, or a bear, but it was something else… something dark, something unnatural! Something I can't explain or comperhand with my mind. They appear out of nowhere, emerging from the blizzard, tearing us apart one by one, eating us alive! These demons, these beasts! We should never invade this God-forsaken land. At dawn one of the Polish lancers will try to break through and reach our main army, he will take this letter. I hear a howling, they're coming. I envy those of my comrades who met a peaceful death in the embrace of the frost. Please forgive me and remember me fondly. Your Pierre. November 21th, 1812. ' Work process: https://www.artstation.com/artwork/6L4REr

[inomadus]

The legends of war

[ghostriderskull]

[inomadus]

Rats! I need a shrink!

[ssoliflore]

angry crow

[inomadus]

Take five Angry Crow… ;-)

[thewindowofthesummerhouse]

Rudolf Sieber-Lonati

[inomadus]

I used to have dreams like this when I slept with the window open.

[kerneldesouza]

[inomadus]

Still can’t believe this is the result of software…