I sat in the alleyway separating the world of light from the world of shadow. It was a familiar place, almost comforting, I almost never see anyone else there. I go there to think. Today was different, I met someone there, someone I tired to ignore and forget. This time he wouldn't be ignored. This time he found me there between the light and the shadow as I tried to convince myself of my own lies.
"I don't need anyone"
"I don't need anyone"
"I don't need anyone"
I kept ranting, but he corrected me with one question.
"What is the real truth"
I knew this answer, I always have
"No one"
"Needs me."
He helped me to my feet and started t
i just put a new drawing in my gallery it's not really a big deal but you can see in it what i told you about the mouth though i steal ned to perfect that it's call shock also using the right type of pencil can actually make a big difference