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"Haihtuvi nuoruus niinkuin vierivä virta.
Langat jo harmaat lyö elon kultainen pirta.
Turhaan, oi turhaa tartun ma hetkehen kiini,
riemua ei suo rattoisa seura, ei viini."
— Elegia, Eino Leino
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To my big brother,
Let me ask you: you've always warned me about what they thought, didn't you?
Even if you didn't care about their gazes, nor did you actually care about how everyone thought of your temperament, how you always didn't smile at the court and kept this solemn, graceful expression, as they say; it was always the opposite for me.
You cared a lot for me. You fixed the flaws in my portrait despite abandoning expressionism entirely because you knew that I hated how I looked. And all I did was simply cling to your arm.
I finally know that you, too, were as confused as I am.
Let me carry those confusions, then.
I'll solve them with the best I can while you cannot. Smile as much as you want; no one is looking besides me.
˛ ❅﹏ ⠀ 𓊆ㅤ Two Men, One Scandinaviaㅤ𓊇﹔
Iceland/Emil Steilsson.
character art for a fanfic.
art and edit by @protasios
Notice how he's the only one who's a child?
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