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(very) old sketchbook doodles

[...] “There is something I concealed from you, Kiko. And that is my child.  The sole being I have left that is untouched by the malignity of the outside world. She is but a little pearl, clasped between my arms so tightly- I will allow nothing to harm her as long as I live.  But I fear that I will not be around much longer.  The wound in my eye has spread so quickly. Like an infection ready to decompose my body from within and it has quickly gotten to the surface: My skin is now ghastly and ghoulish, my bones are feeble and I feel my heart weaken with every moment. Its beating no longer resonates with that of my baby. I quiver at the thought that she will perish soon after I do. I do not want to relinquish her in this atrocious world, Kiko.  I call out your name every time i gaze upon the ocean. I beseech for you to return. If not for me, then for her.  Please save her, for she is all that is left of me. Yours faithfully, Topaz Zaidi

So at my school we can have a notecard of formulas during finals. And well. I had extra room so I though “why not draw papyrus to give me something to look at to de-stress during finals.” Papyrus wishes all of you good luck on your finals!