((No digimon were harmed in making of this artwork))
Feels like I was thrown aside, into the sea of others emotions.
For what not others feel, but by what they say,
The true remarks are never at bay.
A sense full of sadness and sorrow,
yet deceiving for it means nothing when it didn't happen in follow.
The last breath of life goes back to the air of day, as death soon takes away.
What happens next is the new life of day.
This was drawn on the 17th of March 2012.
Pretty much this is some vent art.
Renard is a digimon of my own design.
You are not logged in. If you sign up for an account,
you can gain additional voting power over time, allowing your vote to have an even
greater impact on submission scores!