Slam Dance

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#53 Solitude.

YoungNastyMan

on Nov. 25, 2007

Desparate for solitude, I retreated to this grand wasteland of tundra. There, I spent 30 years, making snowmen, and having fierce snowball fights against myself. The injuries were as severe as they were quite sad. One day, I fell asleep in the snow, caught hypothermia, and died. Here and now, I speak to you. But….why?

I think I might just continue to edit screen shots from Myst 5 for my backgrounds for a while. They'll look a hell of a lot better, anyway. At least until I get better at drawing.