Day 17. AU

"Even if I were a worm?"

In every moment. In every place. In every timeline.
Always. Deeply. Madly.
I will love you till the end of time.

Sto lavorando anche su quello di oggi giuro

Vi lascio la bozza di quello di oggi e crollo addio

Day 18. Family

Family isn't always a matter of blood.
It's always a matter of love.

And sometimes, it's measured by how much fur is left on your clothes.

Day 19. Puppet

They say you can tell a lot about how someone loves by the way they care for the things they hold dear.

How many times they're willing to mend what's broken, how often they choose to fix something rather than throw it away.

And over time, some things become little more than patched-up versions of what they used to be.

Yet, to those who love them, they're no less precious than they ever were.

Day 20. Fairytale

A fairy? An angel?
What could he possibly be?
To him, he looked like a creature straight out of a fairy tale.
There was something divine about his beauty, enough to make him wonder if he was dreaming...
It seemed impossible that a boy like him could actually be real.

Quello di ieri è rimasto uno sketch brutto, quello di oggi l'ho solo iniziato, datemi la forza 🥲 il lavoro è impegnativo sti giorni

Mi manca quello di oggi (23) ma ora pubblico gli altri due 🙏

Day 21. Role Reversal

Sold against her will at a very young age, just to please the wealthy.
Until one day, she slipped through their fingers and vanished without a trace.
She vowed to fight so no one else would suffer her fate... or that of her late siblings.

Day 22. Monster

They call him a monster?
Well... If monsters are this sexy, I’m checking under my bed tonight.

Mi ero dimenticato di metterlo ieri Sorry
Due disegni li ho pronti, aspetto le shot per pubblicare 👀

Day 23. Photograph

A snapshot stolen from time.
An image forever imprinted on paper.
A memory of an ordinary day, an ordinary mission, an ordinary moment.
But you didn't get to see a weary angel dozing off in public every day, did you?

Day 24. Rain

He wished the rain could wash him away, too. His mistakes. His words.
What a failure. What a disappointment.
He wouldn't have minded if he'd simply disappeared.
And in the end, what did it matter?
No one would miss him.

Day 25. Kiss

Let me go back to the innocence of childhood,
when everything seemed so easy and we felt invincible.

Day 26. Loss

A heart that will never beat again.
Such an immense void left behind by someone so small.
How does one ever stop mourning the loss of a soul that pure?

Day 27. Future

They were glad that the little one wouldn’t have to go through any of the things they had endured in their lives.
The baby’s future would be bright… with a crazy family who would protect them from anyone and anything.