The restless rose grows in the middle of winter It is alone Withstanding all chaos and corruption Thriving in the midst of death and despair Stronger than it's peers Smiling through it's fears Shining in the darkest of places For it's this soul That will change them all And bring peace to the world It's name is Rose.
// Spent all night working on this. I know I said I'd take a break... but I just couldn't. XD And yeah I pulled a little Shakespeare up there, don't hit me. Whenever I get the time to write it, you'll see that rose in the poem up there tends to be quite symbolic in my story. xD Now enjoy this image. =w=
AND NO SHE IS NOT HUGGING OR TOUCHING HER BOOBS! THEY'RE JUST HUGE! LMAO XD
Wonderful artwork, Sensai! You can really see the story behind it! And try to give yourself a break eventually, alright? I don't want you to draw your fingers to stubs. But, I'm curious, what did happen to Rose's eye?
As for Rose's eye, I'd like to keep that a secret for now. But she wasn't always like that.