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Drew remsey! Ignore the proportions I don't know how to do those! This was a uh calligraphy dip pen drawing experiment! And teehee lore! Canonical remsey got the spruce t-shirt (I think made it) wayyy after this event but I needed a recognizable outfit :p

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There's that animation meme of "I'm slowly forgetting your face" and I don't have the skill to do it but...
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I'm slowly forgetting your face.
Blurred features that don't come easily to me to remember. I can't make out discernable features. My friend, you were my friend, who were you?
Long soft hair, a tad bit shorter than me, a scar from the fight you lost. That almost took your eye. I remember it because it's how I got the scar on my neck.
But your eyes? Your nose? Your smile?
Did you have freckles? Dimples that showed whenever you smiled?
Slowly, it's the wrong word. It's not slowly.
One moment to the next, there and then where I was. Went, where I went from the starting world. It would be a lie to call it home.
I have forgotten you. Your face, your name, why can't I remember?
Why do I remember you having a kind smile, of being my friend, of you no longer being there...
You died, and I'm forgetting you? How long do I have left to remember you by?
Where did you go, why did you die?
Who were you?
Why do I miss you so much, even when I can't remember you?
I hope I win the costume contest I'm not competitive at all I swear I swear