gouache (32 x 24 cm) - listening to the band “Gojira” while painting

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gouache (32 x 24 cm) - listening to the band “Gojira” while painting
my dreamforest.
Red Eye Swamp
Deep within the DreamTails world lies a place of mystery and quiet dread: the Red Eye Swamp.
Crimson mist lingers over stagnant waters, swirling gently between the trees. Hidden shapes move beneath the surface, and when night falls, countless red eyes shimmer in the murky depths. Watching, always watching.
Only DreamTails born with an Obsidian Stone can survive here. Both foxes and rabbits roam this haunting place; calm, clever, and quiet. They rarely leave the swamp, and if they do, the red mist sometimes follows.
Some say the mist is alive. Others believe the swamp listens. No one returns unchanged.
Excerpt: A boy who couldn't die.
I was once his friend. I once knew this boy, when he traveled through Anchor Village. He helped me, actually. That was a long time ago, though.
I saw it happen, you know? There was this lady, a fellow adventurer. Strong as they come. I think her name was Lorein, or Morain. She was fighting along the boy. She was the shield and he was the vanguard. They made a good duo.
Anyways, one of those freakish creatures grabbed him by the throat and was about to crush him. I couldn't do anything. Lorein couldn't either. She was done for by that moment. Still, I saw it. The creature took a paused look at the boy, as if it was thinking. THINKING! Those things can't think.
Then, it threw the boy to a tree. It didn't kill him. Instead, it ate the lady...
At first I thought the boy must have done something to the creature or had an ace under his sleeve, but when I asked, he was as puzzled as I was.
Now I know. The boy was never meant to die. No. I mean. I think the boy just couldn't die...After what happened, it's clear. He was being protected by something, or someone.
Protected may be the wrong word. After following his story, it is clear that death pursued him. It just never reached him. It reached everyone else, though.
I wish someone would kill that boy. I owe that boy my life. Yet, I cannot help but want him dead. Is it our of anger? Or is it out of pity?
Someone, please kill him.
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