Bit o Process

Not to be gloomy. I think im just rusty from not having gone out of my way to learn too much over these last two years.

I LOVE your brushwork in this one

Thanks Logan!! Good to see you here :)

But we were missing, and the sun was rising; Somewhere over that horizon, the old country was awake, heaving with great gunpowder lungs and shrieking for her children. She was only a day behind us.

Mud slipped between our toes and danced through the air as the Bison desperately sought traction. Our eyes shut tight, our ears were thick with engine roar, and our skin wore ragged on the tense metal cable. Castes alike. As we would now go anywhere.

Thank you so much! Im really glad it could inspire