Sketches
Might use her for something. I think she's a spector that fades into the walls, always giving a melancholy smile as she disappears. She died on a full moon, the soft reflected light of the moon illuminating the pale skin of her dead body.
I'm kinda trying out a new program for digital art except it pisses me the hell off because I only have three layers to work with since it's apparently an asshole.
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