time is an illusion - lunch time, doubly so!

time in the abyss shrinks and contracts; the seconds creep like minutes, minutes ignore you for hours, hours stretch on for days, and days pass away like seconds - Ghast has no need for clocks. Still he tarries in the depths, despising what he desires.




i couldn't help myself, this was too cute: stressed line art by  RioRioRioRio

colored by  littleworldscollide