Saturday, 14 October 2017

Inktober 2017: Day 14



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The giant towered over them, standing there silently.  The hooded stranger was in awe. He then suddenly remembered his hands were still empty of a weapon. The swords the weapon dealer had haphazardly left behind were not suitable for anything, let alone taking down a mountain.

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This is an image I don't think was necessary, not on it's own anyway. 
I wanted to give a better sense of the giants height, but I'm now thinking that maybe he is too tall. 
In the foreground is just two Manx Loaghtan (sheep).

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