Inktober 2016
A series of ink drawings from last year's Inktober.
These are the ones I like best. I did birds in armor. No one's surprised.
"She let go, and prayed."
The Tsew Mage
“Rikriiki clenched her bill as the tailor’s wife tutted, picked out the last row of stitches, and began them again. If the young knight had known what going to get a hole patched would involve, she would have just learned to sew herself."
“They say she tamed it by feeding it her own eggs.”
“When the snow falls and the sunlight fades, then shall we all become scavengers.”
“No one is sure when those two old hens decided to hate each other. The prevailing rumor is that a particularly enticing grub was encountered simultaneously from opposite directions.”
“The alchemist turned to reach for her nearly finished potion– and froze.
It was gone, consumed. In its place, cleaning its tiny mandibles, was now the most explosive ladybug in all the forest.”