|Lord of ivory. |
Wicked-cruel, his irises blood ruby giggle gaily.
The lady dances high, far from his serrated maw.
In the blackened streets the dead play within the shadows.
Please be respectful.
You may not:
Use my art without my permission.
COMMISSIONS: Sorry, I don't do. <_> I'm too unorganized lol
Babycake Le Derp
Access the crystal