Like the metal of the monkey bars I’m hot or cold, never mild Gone are my days of travelling far My innocence defiled When I was young...

The sun shines outside But then I see a tall man Staring me in the face wide eyed He mouths a question I answer with my name He looks through...

I tried to incorporate some of the more sharp art style of Arcane into this drawing of Vi. I did this without a reference and just wanted to...

The sky as blue as ever but somehow feeling different, I lay in the grass field listening to the sounds of skateboards rolling and scraping...

*NOTE: The subject has since escaped from the facility. This case file is from when it was contained.* — December 13, 2021 CLASSIFIED...

English Translation June 21, 5013 B.C. Naxzela The midnight wind howled throughout the forest as the rain pounded hard against the ground....