| Traditional Art / Drawings / Illustration / Conceptual | ©2012-2013 *MistyTang |


How The Universe Works At this point, not much surprised Cian. Every planet seemed to be the same; all the people were the same, and the way their histories played out in the grand scheme of time were all the same. Take this world in front of him right now. It was populated by a race of bird-humanoids that worshipped the weather. They were in their infant stages of knowledge, worshiping rather than understanding. They were split into tribes, some friendly with each other, some decidedly not. The people were doomed to fail and fall into war, some tribes would die, or perhaps the whole world would. If they didn't, life continued and perhaps there would be a re

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*Cries*
Yes, yes, he loves you more than the stars.
Gaaah it's just so cute I mean they're all cuddly and attractive and sweet and and--*Dies*
They so cute.