"In the garden of time, two soul mates rest. The guardians of the tree, on divided paths, Purity fades, shadows draw closer. It is the poem of destiny, time writing pain; two brothers linked, their tragedy, a cry. Under the broken moon of the nightmare, there existed a dream sun. This is the story of the twins with apple souls."
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It was the apple brothers' birthday (a few days ago) so I went to make a drawing, and take advantage of the fact that I wanted to draw them for a long time, and what better way to do it than on their birthday haha
My new record, made in two days in a row without rest
Note: I changed Nightmare's ouffit, because if you tell me that he is the king of negativity and walks around in tattered clothes, I don't believe it. Note2: Dream my love, pretty thing
