I'd been reading Nevermoor, by Jessica Townsend, which is rather like Harry Potter, only without Harry - and as I always found Harry pretty irritating, this suits me down to the ground. It's the sort of fantasy kidlit book that makes me want to draw all of it, so I've been doing a few sketches:
"Suddenly that's what she was - a living tidal wave of rage and fear. She was not like him, she would never be like him."
"Morrigan stumbled backwards and instinctively threw up her arms, surrendering herself to the wave inside."
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