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Drawn just to hit home that Mathafrae never saw Boron when it was alive - instead she saw the undead version of it and believe me, based on my sketchbook designs, this undead version is not pretty at all.
Another "redrawn-from-my-sketchbook" scene that creepily alludes to the specific ending of the specific movie, which details I had only told to ValiChan - she`s also the one to have suggested the beast`s colors, thus she deserves to see this as well as the rest of you.

I know, I have much morbid mind, but believe me that when I was drawing this, I was pretty shocked, since this, in the long term, revealed some connections with me and my 10-year-old self that are really scarily coming together, especially the forest bit, my personal interests, dreams and the result I had gotten in an AskGuru quiz, which I temporary posted in this journal entry: Gone ... but still alive.
Maybe it is my destiny to be walking around forests of the world when I`m older, identifying trees, guarding them, taking care of them and, also, report anything unusual I would see in them, as some forest parts even here in my country are littered with creepy facts (like them literally being mass graves because of post-war killings of everyone that were against Communism as "Nazi sympathizers"), fungi, wildlife and the unknown. And just in case that this is to be made sure ...
... just this night I had a Slenderman dream. Seriously.
Well, not really Slenderman dream, but SlenderX dream i.imgur.com/gi8TrLS.jpg . He had appeared as an alternative form of my father and as for myself well, I was acting like an 8-year-old toward him, tugging his back tentacles and generally following him back toward my real-life home while night reigned over the city. But just like he himself says at this part: youtu.be/tNgom4vHtOM?t=28s ... yeah. I`m officially screwed for being so connected with forests, creepypasta and general gothic stuff, like some other dreams of mine had shown me - making friend out of Grim Reaper itself, digging a grave that progressively gets filled with bones, cradling dying people in my arms, no matter how they look like or even which ideology they have.
Scaaaryyyy when you think about it more. So scary.

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Drawn just to hit home that Mathafrae never saw Boron when it was alive - instead she saw the undead version of it and believe me, based on my sketchbook designs, this undead version is not pretty at all.
Another "redrawn-from-my-sketchbook" scene that creepily alludes to the specific ending of the specific movie, which details I had only told to ValiChan - she`s also the one to have suggested the beast`s colors, thus she deserves to see this as well as the rest of you.

I know, I have much morbid mind, but believe me that when I was drawing this, I was pretty shocked, since this, in the long term, revealed some connections with me and my 10-year-old self that are really scarily coming together, especially the forest bit, my personal interests, dreams and the result I had gotten in an AskGuru quiz, which I temporary posted in this journal entry: Gone ... but still alive.
Maybe it is my destiny to be walking around forests of the world when I`m older, identifying trees, guarding them, taking care of them and, also, report anything unusual I would see in them, as some forest parts even here in my country are littered with creepy facts (like them literally being mass graves because of post-war killings of everyone that were against Communism as "Nazi sympathizers"), fungi, wildlife and the unknown. And just in case that this is to be made sure ...
... just this night I had a Slenderman dream. Seriously.
Well, not really Slenderman dream, but SlenderX dream i.imgur.com/gi8TrLS.jpg . He had appeared as an alternative form of my father and as for myself well, I was acting like an 8-year-old toward him, tugging his back tentacles and generally following him back toward my real-life home while night reigned over the city. But just like he himself says at this part: youtu.be/tNgom4vHtOM?t=28s ... yeah. I`m officially screwed for being so connected with forests, creepypasta and general gothic stuff, like some other dreams of mine had shown me - making friend out of Grim Reaper itself, digging a grave that progressively gets filled with bones, cradling dying people in my arms, no matter how they look like or even which ideology they have.
Scaaaryyyy when you think about it more. So scary.