This is it. After all that's happened, and not even looking at this site, as my art piles up, i realise i just don't have the time To keep up a little artsy blog like this. I'm posting this one last entry, then i'm letting my page go dormant. I figure i may as well leave a footprint in the sand, you know? If, weeks, maybe months from now, you, the reader, come across this page on a random deviant search, maybe you'll remember me. In one last entry, I'll share with you all my favorite poem (a little relevant to this.)

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert.
Near tham, have sunk, a shattered
Visage lies, whos frown and wrinkled lip,
And sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculpter knew well those passions read
Which yet survived, stamped on these lifeless things:
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
MY NAME IS OSYMANDIUS, KING OF KINGS.
LOOK UPON MY WORKS, YE MIGHTY, AND DESPAIR.
Nothing beside remains. 'Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Later on, i might just come back to this little project, dust off my page, and start over, but until then...

RIP: Deviant Yanmato

May he one day be revived.

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