Tuesday, August 18, 2009

# 292

Gordon looked down at you in the same sorry way he always does.
It wouldn't matter if you are an enormous tentacled destroyer of cities and eater of souls. The captain of all demons looks up to no one. On top of that he is always lit with an eerie upward glow.
Ink and colored pencil on Mi-Teintes pastel paper, 7" x 5"

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