an exercise in hatching and bad proportions
“dum spiro, spero (while i breathe, i hope)”
feels like i’m falling, yeah
i can hear them calling
the heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes
Julius Caesar: Act Two, Scene Two
So, it begins.
My tribute to the Spn S8 Finale. What an amazing episode!
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
even when your fire runs out,
will you start it up again?
Here is my hand, my heart,
my throat, my wrist. Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can’t go through with it.
I just don’t want to die anymore.
— Richard Siken, “Saying Your Names”
For the last two years I’ve drawn Castiel right before the season finale so I figured I shouldn’t break tradition.