The first of two commissions I'm very behind on. Hi, Rix!
This story could go on for another ~4K, but I'd never get it posted. So here, have Luke & Doug in the Addergoole years leading UP to the apoc.
Approx. 1970
Luke stood in the doorway of the garage, studying his son silently. Superficially, they looked very similar - Doug had gotten very little of his mother’s coloration or face shape, except the set of her eyes and their startling blue.
The set of his jaw, on the other hand - Luke didn’t know who to blame for the sad, sullen expression his only living child seemed to carry around like a shroud.
Doug was dancing.
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This story could go on for another ~4K, but I'd never get it posted. So here, have Luke & Doug in the Addergoole years leading UP to the apoc.
Approx. 1970
Luke stood in the doorway of the garage, studying his son silently. Superficially, they looked very similar - Doug had gotten very little of his mother’s coloration or face shape, except the set of her eyes and their startling blue.
The set of his jaw, on the other hand - Luke didn’t know who to blame for the sad, sullen expression his only living child seemed to carry around like a shroud.
Doug was dancing.
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