
Purgatory, an endless road with the horizon in sight, the signs blinking to beckon you onward. Your feet ache, your eyes try to close, weighed down by exhaustion. Each step is hopeful, blind and listless, and the road goes on and on.
In the distance, a figure walks slowly across the skyline, morphing gently with age. It is an ancient thing; a lost thing. It searches for a home that no longer exists. Forlorn, it gives off the distant, mournful sound of a single tone and the air is charged with the static of possible rain.
You keep walking.
You'll always be walking.
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Practice with drawing in photoshop more. An idea I had while driving through the country earlier today.
In the distance, a figure walks slowly across the skyline, morphing gently with age. It is an ancient thing; a lost thing. It searches for a home that no longer exists. Forlorn, it gives off the distant, mournful sound of a single tone and the air is charged with the static of possible rain.
You keep walking.
You'll always be walking.
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Practice with drawing in photoshop more. An idea I had while driving through the country earlier today.
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