We breathe, live, and exist. We draw, paint and write, creating wonders. We find happiness in the smallest things - be it the sound of cicadas in the summer evening, or the silent fall of snow in a wintery afternoon, or rainfall after a hot day... We can be happy just because we are here. That despite all our problems and everyday routine we have something to live for. And be it a copic set brought to an art store, or a confession, we receive surprises.

We create magic and share it with others. We create things and observe what others have done.

We live in a world that is bizarre and beautiful at the same time. And this is what makes it so interesting.

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Just something personal in between commissions. Off to coloring a hyena and a wolf =^____________^=