The mouth is disembodied, teeth are pointed, tongue that drips thick drool. Perhaps too thick.
A disembodied heart in a cage, guarding it, protecting it.
🎵Hello, my old heart, how have you been? How is it being locked away? Don’t you worry, in there you’re safe. And it’s true, you’ll never beat but you’ll never break.🎵
The aftermath of a forest fire. On ash covered ground, scorched trees stand against mountains, faintly visible through the smoke.
The final drawing of Inktober2018, a heart is sliced open by a knife revealing the liquid gold inside.
Some of my favourite pieces that I did for #Inktober2018. The prompts for these were Drooling, Guarded, Scorched, and Slice. Every prompt was completed with bottled ink, dip-pens, quills, and/or brushes.
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