Hey guys, bit of a delay with art as I’m dealing with some insane insomnia again. I may be able to finish the commission tonight but incase I can’t I am making this post. I am sorry to make you guys wait. Here’s a poem I wrote, can you guess what it’s about? When I pass that threshold and vanish. A whisper in the black wind. I see I’m someone else. Far away in empty worlds, with friends I’ve never met. Trying to break through, even at the bottom, planning while I’m on top. Fighting when all thats left to do is to watch. If only my eyes were clear, I strain to see that magic. It’s not the strength of your heart and sinew, nor the weight of your wallet. It’s your quiet breath, that stays even at the bottom of the sea. Your spark, that fires without an engine. A relentless soul that loves to pretend.