B L A C K W O O D
🕑 Added 2024-05-06 23:30:18 +0000 UTCEvery evening as the sun started to set, he'd head to the outskirts of town, pulling up a seat and playing to the crawling darkness of the night.
Whenever he was quizzed about this particular ritual, Blackwood would go quiet. Eventually though, his eyes would settle onto his old six string, perhaps betraying a little more than he'd intended. It were as though he'd taken a peak at a memory he knew he ought to bury, but couldn't...
One thing was for certain though, where the hustle and bustle of town seemed to grate on his soul, it was in his solitude that he seemed truly alive.
Comments
Winty
Just chilling on the cliffside with some nice music :3
Winty
Thankyou very much! I tried to get back into the swing of painting with this :D
seadramon
Beautiful!
Aru
This is so pretty. Awesome job! I wanna hear those tunes while out there all peaceful like :)