
Red Iron - Vent Personal Art
"The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head,
The thunder of the drums dictates
The rhythm of the falls the number of deaths
The rising of the heights ahead
From the dawn of time to the end of days
I will have to run away
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
Of the blood on my lips again"
Red Iron
Venting again tonight. This one is something different too.
Was almost in tears drawing this too. It's pretty damn good stress relief.
Might turn this into a print too.
My Red Moon always helps me cope. <3
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Wolf
Size 860 x 1280px
File Size 1.39 MB
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