Calls me on the phone; tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up

It was supposed to be a quick sketch gift for a Finnish RPer from ontdcreepy, but I couldn't stop. It's almost October. I'm le excited. Le nervous about moving.


It takes place in a dirt-poor town called Modest, surrounded by woodland and by a very foggy bog that, until Reverend Praxton came to town, the people wanted little to do with.

( It was that day the thick fog perpetually hanging around the bog came winding into town, settling at around waist level and never quite leaving. )