I looked out my window admiring the trees and the many different coloured birds that flew by, taking in the fresh scent of the morning. I leaned into the window, with my cup in my hand and my brush in my mouth, desperately longing to be away from here. Away from my excuse of a life. Lady Margherita had warned me abo...
just doing this...coz when I was searching for some other stuff like ships and junks and saw like a lot of people doing a book that has there own art and said to myself "hey maybe you could try this and maybe while doing this maybe you can be an author" and I might take some drawing request or some story request if wo...