It was the dead of night when the last egg finally hatched. There was no moon on this dark night. A scaly black hand broke through the shell as Okan watched the last of his brood being born in the hatching pool underneath the village’s Hist tree. The village elder, Weedum-La, oversaw the hatching.
The mother, Wuresh, took the other two eggs weeks ago. He hasn’t seen or heard from her since. Why Wuresh didn’t take this egg he didn’t know. Maybe it had something to do with it being much smaller than the other two. Regardless, this hatchling was all Okan had left of a misleading relationship with a cultist from the Worm C
I'm taking some of my old work and remastering them for practice. I didn't realize that all that time away from my Wacom would make me so rusty. =_=; I am ashamed.
Still job hunting. I'm hoping to get in as a cashier where my husband works so he could (in his words) "keep an eye on me." -^_^- He's so sweet. He won't let anyone run over me.
I'll have to re-download references and details for commissions and clear up any bad air that might be there for you guys having to wait so long. *deeply bows* Again, I'm TERRIBLY sorry and hope that you'll remain patient.
THANK YOU! <3
I know. I'm a terrible person for not keeping in touch. The summer has been rough. But, hopefully, things will get better. I have a full time job as a Wireless Specialist (basically I sell cell phones). I hope to earn enough money so I can save up to buy another computer since mine got lost to the pawn shop for trying to feed us. Once I get another computer, on my days off I hope to finish up commishies and work on personal art. (I haven't forgotten anyone. My conscience won't allow it.)
Haley is now in school along with Connor. She's so excited. She loves going to school! Connor...meh...not so much. 3rd grade isn't fun, he says.