• he/him

What A fool you are. I'm a god. How can you kill a god. What a grand and intoxicating innocence. How can you be so naive? There is no escape. No recall or intervention can work in this place. Come, lay down your weapons. It is not too late for my mercy.


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in reply to @synthaphone's post:

Thank you!! I had fun making the little tail hairs- theyre made out of wire with a little bit of clay over them, since the last time I went for straight wire sticking out of a sculpture I learned that my paint doesnt like to stick to it