“It’s taken me so long to find you,” cried Jake. “I beg of you, Hornless, they say my son has weeks left to live. Please, help him.”
“You don’t have a son,” sighed Hornless.
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Oooo, now that kinda works… Kinda… As with all art trading cards, Hornless is available for a fiver on my Etsy. Linky: littlefears.etsy.com
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Iām always poised between the facepalm and admiration with your work. Just. Brilliant. (Also, makes me smile).
Well done!!
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Thank you, but I’d always hope for a facepalm over admiration. That satisfying slap noise followed groan of pain and anguish… Ahh, it’s wonderful! š
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Sadistic, yet delightful
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Not sure what to make of this…
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Neither was he…
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