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Planet Gazing [c]
Nyx loves getting inspiration from the places they travel. For artisticthingem
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me drawing anything at all
I have to be as ACCURATE as poSSIBLE this tree has to be tRUE to the cliMATE and the seASon and the colORS have to Be TrUE and ACC UR A TE
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Or I can draw it however the fuk i feel like bc its my world now and these trees are blue now becuse I said so and i am the ruler here
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youre the ginkgo whisperer
there is not a person on this green earth that can determine the purpose of ginkgos in relation to the rest of nature in this realm
Torchwood: Risk Assessment
‘Ah, nailed to a tree,’ smirked Jack. ‘I love a symbolic death.’ ‘It is a very painful way to go,’ said the xXltttxtolxtol. ‘Ohhh, I’m sure, but it won’t work, you know,’ giggled Agnes. ‘What?’ ‘I’ve been trying to kill him for years. Dropped him off buildings, shot him. . . Nothing worked.’ ‘Don’t forget the bomb,’ put in Jack. ‘Lordie! How could I forget the bomb!’ hooted Agnes. ‘Ears were ringing for days.’ The xXltttxtolxtol hopped closer. ‘Are you. . .’ it asked, leaning as much as a space tree could. ‘Are you intoxicated?’