Boodravens been busy aura farming
bloodraven at the redgrass field
Decaying in my room faster than Arthur's body on that mountain rn
man i wish nature was real and i could go and touch some grass
I am so obsessed with them that I made a moodboard of their happy ending π
[all pictures are from Pinterest]
One thing I've always thought about with Mary's first letter is how she wrote that Arthur knows it's from her because of her bad handwriting. It just always stuck with me because it makes you think that they must have sent letters so often over the years that they eventually memorised eachother's handwriting.
That maybe when they were younger, Arthur, in his early twenties, giddy and full of nerves as he rode to the post office to deliver his letter for the woman he loved? Cursing to himself as he fretted about what he'd written, worried about sounding like a fool?
Then Mary, at the same time, full of butterflies as she slipped out every day to check for a new letter from Arthur, and then writing her own letters before scrunching them up and rewriting them again and again, cursing to herself because of her bad handwriting? Wanting to make it as nice as Arthur's?
Do you think about how something as simple as sending letters was probably the steadiest thing keeping them together in their own chaotic lives, how it probably made them both feel so much less lonely through everything? Do you think about it. Do you. Do.
practice in PaintTool SAI
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young Hank
FUCK YEAH BABY
The charming Captain Hadley
Just a dump of silly things
holy trinity