It Was Very Good. The Picture That Pops Up In Your Head Gives You Goosebumps!

It was very good. The picture that pops up in your head gives you goosebumps!

Onceler Creepypasta?

He is biggering and only thinks about it

He didn't care about anything else, Lorax and the animals often went in front of the factory in protest trying to stop him from cutting down more trees, the local population began to notice this movement of the animals and their precarious conditions, Onceler was losing more and more plus mental health, he no longer had patience and was afraid that people would become aware of the situation of the beings that inhabited that place and stop buying their Theneeds, so he decided to put an end to it once and for all.

Already out of his mind, just thinking about the company and how to make his mother proud, he takes his ax and personally goes to the animals that were gathered in front of the factory...

a lot of blood was spilled...

He no longer behaved like a human being, madness took him. It didn't take long for the last tree to be cut down, everyone feared him because of his strange behavior, he always laughed like crazy, making everyone move away

The disappearance of countless animals and the bankruptcy of a large company made people create stories about him and move further and further away, no one had the courage to approach the factory that was now abandoned with Onceler inside.

I created a brief story for this drawing, so it wasn't very good.

I made the drawing on paper, I love drawing the traditional way, but the painting part is a little tiring

How Animals Eat Their Food

I decided to redraw all this a little digitally. I'm not sure about the result, but why not?

Tumblr

Wings

Why? Why not :)

The world is collapsing, everything goes by itself, so why should I care about it?

"Хочу, но не суждено"

Я хочу остатся с тобой,

Моей заветной мечтой,

Ангел прекраснейший,

Милый, родной.

И не хочу уходить,

Но нет другого пути

Хочу быть лишь с тобой,

Ангел мой.

Лишь по твоею вине,

Когда сам по себе

В груди что-то

Так сильно болит,

Так страшно ехать в ночи,

Ведь предомною пути

Больше не строятся

сами собой.

Я вечно что-то искал,

И свой лишь пути выбирал

Всё время быстро летал,

Но за тобою не поспевал.

Ты так сейчас далеко,

Туда мне не суждено,

Больше не нужно

Моё там тепло.

Вот мой последний рывок,

Отчаянный страсти глоток.

Я так надеюсь,

Что ты всё поймёшь...

Но ты идешь не туда...

Опять, всю спину врага

Собою, жаждешь

Беспечно укрыть.

Ты тешен этой местой

Надеждой глупой слепой,

Как будто сказка

Раскроется в миг.

Я ухожу на восток,

В свой замок брошеных снов,

Где проживу

Ни одну сотню лет.

Я буду грустен и пьян

И наблюдая бурьян,

Разверзну Ада

Нелепую твердь.

Прости меня и прощай,

Но не направлюсь я в Рай,

Я буду здесь лишь

Бесшумно гореть.

Теперь моё сердце,

к сожалению,

свинец.