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Comic announcement.Wow, It's been forever sense I've posted on DeviantArt but I have been working really hard and have learned a LOT. So here's announcing my next big comic project The Requiem Death Chronicles! It is written by my brother Nathan Harms and I am currently working on the first issue. For more info and to show support like us on Facebook Link.
Sonic the Hedgehog Issue 1 and Caleb Harms origins2011 was a good year for me, I had become closer with family, healthier and better at some things that gave me trouble such as reading and writing. (Not that i'm prefect) One of the things I was most excited for was the release of the video game Sonic Generations Being a HUGE Sonic the Hedgehog fan. In fact I was such a big fan of the series (Comic books included) that I decided that I wanted to make a comic adaptation of Sonic 1. Some time around September I began work on my own comic, and I started with a piece of printing paper, a pencil and NO script...Bad Idea LOL. Nonetheless I started drawing, And I LOVED it. I had already drawn Sonic dozens of times before but this time I really took it seriously. I continued to work on it through 2012 along the way learning such things as, the size of a comic book page, where word balloons go and how many
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
longdead leafa longdead leaf
burnt brown in the depth of green
cups a handful of fresh water
a leaf left behind
holds something of worth
forgoing death with its dead body
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