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Been thinking about them,,,,,
Подборка новогодних работ: 2023 2022 2022 2021 2021 2021 2019 2019 2017
(Может, чуть позже выложу другую новогоднюю работу, если она появится, так как за 2024 год я не нарисовала ни одну из них. На данный момент я продолжаю выставлять старые рисунки. Хочу догнать нынешние.)
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"Don't fear, while I am with you!"
UNINVITED GUESTS II @shatteredxndbroken
This was the last time the vampire actually listened to the advice of some random vampire without ever checking his sources. Mind you he was never like this - he had always double checked the information coming his way, however this time around there was no time. This time around it was his life on the line and he had barely survived the assault. Cornelius was aware of the vampire hunters in the area, what he was not aware of was their association with the select few vampires in his vicinity. Oh and he should have known. It was all too good to be true not to be a trap and yet...here he was underneath his own home, regenerating after multiple wounds and a good aimed stab at his heart.
He had no clue how long he had been in the sanctuary of his own coffin beneath the dining room. The groggy state of his mind and muscles should have suggested long enough for new occupants to find his home and use it as their own. However with the way he was stumbling through the dark hallway and towards the secret entrance it never occurred to him that was a possibility.
His sleepy mind had only one goal - feed and then scope out the time period he woke up in, hopefully not too long after he had settled for the healing. As luck would have it (in a bad way), not only was his house occupied, but by one of his enemies of sorts. That he could ascertain as soon as he willed the secret door open and the table to move so he could ascend into his home. "Why..." he yawned, trying to look around the dimly lit room. "Why does my house smell like a wet dog for heaven's sake." Had he forgotten to close the doors as he stumbled in back then? How long was he even out? And perhaps the most important realization that came to his mind as soon as he registered he's not alone. Shouldn't he had been more cautious when still not at his full strength?
THAYNE JASPERSON FANART??? @jadelemonadee :3
There is a severe lack of Tales of Nowhere content on here so I guess I'll do it myself.
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Hello Steamworld Quest fans: I give you this (images of all the flags are here because they are SMALL)