Through Blood And Dirt And Bones And Soil;

Through blood and dirt and bones and soil;

For your freedoms you must toil

(Note: I did not know that ‘blood and soil was a nazi slogan and I will be working on changing the name. I’m real sorry about that and I’ll do more research in future)

Not gonna post too many spoilers about it, but it’s basically about these two brothers, Figpaw and Splitpaw, who are both trying to figure out the roots of a murder mystery long since buried, after the two revive visions of wandering spirits. However, they must also work through their own turmoil and figure out their relationship as brothers while dealing with things from beyond the grave.

Im very attached to this story and I really wanna develop it properly soon. Also, the lines at the beginning were made up just off the top of my head, I’m something of a rapper myself 😏

Fish in a birdcage- Storyboard

This is a work in progress for my Collage final! Critique is welcome. I have to finish this by the 13th I’m actually gonna die XP

“Don’t wait until the last minute to do your assignments!”

listen. I don’t. But I am always trapped in a vicious cycle.

And the only thing that breaks this cycle is the dread of an imminent deadline