#lif 2

[leconcombrerit]

I like to think that post Parting Ways, Daniel took the sand in the letter to his father’s grave at some point. Esteban might never have had the chance to go back to Puerto Lobos as he wanted, but part of him did with Sean. Sand of a beach he was happy on, lit a cigarette with his father’s lighter, and where he could just sit together with someone important to him, shut up and let the universe do its own thing. It would seem fitting. 

The picture for Daniel. Puerto Lobos for their father. 

I have both the start of a sketch and a one-shot of that but I can’t seem to take it anywhere. So here it is.

[leconcombrerit]

“You heard my voice, I came out of the woods by choice. 

Shelter also gave their shade, but in the dark I have no name; so leave that click in my head and I will remember the words that you said. Left a clouded mind and a heavy heart, but I am sure we could see a new start.

So when your hope’s on fire but you know your desire, don't hold a glass over the flame. Don't let your heart grow cold. I wrestled long with my youth, we tried so hard to live in the truth. But do not tell me all is fine, when I lose my head, I lose my spine. So leave that click in my head, and I won't remember the words that you said. You brought me out from the cold. Now, how I long, how I long to grow old.

Hold me fast, cause I'm a hopeless wanderer. And I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I'm under The skies I'm under.”

So I was totally going to finish a cute, long overdue Arcana drawing but my Youtube mix decided to play against me and played Hopeless Wanderer and this doodle is how I spent the next 30 minutes of my life. Post Parting Ways again because damn did it hit in The Feels.