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Nov 21, 2009 00:43

"Scars - his body was littered with them, some running deeper than others.  They ached with a dull, echoed pain when it rained, or threatened to rain, and sometimes when it did not rain at all.  He knew he could not go on this way for much longer."

I've been taking more of a liking to Note lately, even though you don't see him a whole lot in the story.  He seems to me like a person who was once handsome, but was mashed up and scarred for so long that you can barely tell.  He seems to get homelier every time I draw him. He doesn't really care about how it looks though, just as long as he can do his duty.

I still love him  <3


musings, origin 8

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