King Ray, The Red King
"Why did you think they called him The Red King?" "I always assumed it was the roses." "It’s not. Believe me, it’s not." King Ray wasn’t necessarily what you’d call a ‘bad king’. But he had coined the nickname ‘Red King’ from his subjects, because whilst on the outside he was all smiles and roses on the inside…well on the inside was a ruler who dealt with treachery swift and bloody. King Ray’s rise to the throne was not a clean one, but he didn’t care.
This took about 3 evenings worth of work to complete, and I almost lost most of it due to a file corruption. But it got done and I love it.
We’re so close to 420 notes guys!
I think the fact that I’m sat shaking and crying on my bed, surrounded by Maths papers and notes is very telling of how stressed I am. And sums up most of what I’ll be doing for the next three months.
One of my most frequently-offered pieces of writing advice
“The equine steed haughtily crested the gently-rising berm.”
The fucking horse came over the fucking hill.
If that isn’t interesting enough within the context of your story, your story cannot be rescued by savaging a perfectly innocent thesaurus to death and cannibalizing its corpse.
Im worried because im always so hungry or so tired at the moment. I think its stress. Maybe. Gods why am I so hungry? I shouldn’t be hungry. Fuckkkkkk.
Hey, I don’t know if that’s the artists Pixiv or not since I can’t read Japanese (I’m like 90% sure it is though). But here’s a link to their DeviantArt, just in case. http://chacckco.deviantart.com/