In my culture, we believe that when you die your spirit has to climb a mountain carrying the souls of everyone you wronged in your lifetime. Imagine the weight I will have to lift. The monsters I created, the people they killed. Can you see now why I fear death?
(subtly saying im not yet dead)
im sorry john
anyway this is a redraw from what i drew last year haha
Miles and Bass ~ Flashbacks
california might not get snow days but at least we get school off on days when the ash makes it look like silent hill
“But I feel as if I did know Rue, and she’ll always be with me. Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the Mockingjays that sing in the trees. But most of all, I see her in my sister, Prim.”