Oct 12, 2025
and you can't see the weight in the trees
and you can't, and you can't see the weight in the heart
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and you can't see the weight in the trees
and you can't, and you can't see the weight in the heart
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Koujiro out with Ritter and their daughter, Eolande, on a late Winter trip to the Sierra Nevada desert trails. I don't know if he brought himself enough sun protection. You think...? Eolande belongs to @madmaudlinstudios / @arellaviridia ^-^
Some recent portrait comms.
Struggling with art rn _-_
"Eolande" by J. Barrett
So Much Depth. So Much Heart. #books #bookreview #reading #readerviews
Eolande J. BarrettAnthem in Art (2024)ISBN: 979-8988889168Reviewed by Terri Stepek for Reader Views (09/2024) The Keepers of Imbria erupts with J. Barrett’s fourth novel in this epic fantasy series, “Eolande.” What began with the head-spinning tale of “Orabelle” in book one has come full circle as Orabelle’s daughter must choose her position in a world spiraling helplessly out of control.…
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“ I once hoped for friendship. to find a place among my kind. “ (violetwitcher)
“As we all did once. But we’re old men now, and the world hasn’t changed much.” Cato sighs, knocking back a mug of ale before offering Eolande a seat at his table. The bustle of the tavern was a low hum around them as the two witchers sat in the corner, recovering after a hard-won hunt. “But I don’t think I would fit in with nobility. Not anymore, at least.”
“You’ll always have a place with me, brother. We’re all that’s left, you and I. I’d hope you would consider me a friend.”
I revisit these guys every once in a while and I need to do it more
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