.... Really not looking forward to this one. I still have some things to clean up from last messed year and even have to read more swedish...(incase you dont know, I HATE learning Swedish language). But yeah... it had to come sooner of later.

Lets see how this year will go, eh? Getting my inspiration and drawing programs back, so expect to see some new stuff sooner or later!

Thank you guys and gals for reading this (pointless) journal! ^.^


Singing bows

(The song is sung in savo, so I cant really post finnish lyrics for now)





English lyrics:
The grey folk is moving again, quiver filled with death

Heavy boots stamp the ground, rouse anger and fear around

Gloomy song fills the tract, every man shouts at the top of their lungs

Serfs give them dirty looks, as none keeps the tune

I’ll doubt you’ll see the next morning, if you stand against the archer army of Savo

Strings are set sing the bows the song of death

Thousends of players join the song, sky fills with black arrows

When that rain falls oppressors cry out their fear of death