Eternal rains are drenching the ground. I can barely walk. The earth is slowly swallowing everything: rocks, trees, me. All of the paths are gone, I don't recognise anything. This goddamn rain is like a curtain over my eyes, a misty cloth that's blurring the lines between night and day. I've been moving so slowly, crossing maybe ten miles in the past four days. Where am I going? Can I still remember?
I have to take a break🌧️
Concept / Available for tattooing
Sketchbook: Moleskine
Pencil: Pentel
Pen: Pilot
