I'm Gwen Turner, an every day ex-librarian who has found herself in a crazy situation.
These two keep assuring me that they'll keep me alive.
I'm just wondering, as I am standing here scared out of my wits, how they define alive. Is it the "alive and she is still breathing" or the good kind of alive. With me still intact.
I realize now that "we" are not surrounded. Nope.
Just me.
Raza, Gwen, and Navar from my work in progress story "Dresidian". Started off as just a fun doodle but I couldn't seem to stop.
I love the little snippet of story, do you have any more written works online? Is it going to be a novel/graphic novel? Beautiful illustration too, love the expressions and perspective!
The ghoulish atmosphere is only upped by the pose/expressions of your character. Great XD
All of my writing is hidden away in a folder, haha, still working out the plot details but I want to turn it into a graphic novel.