The Giantess by Nathan Jelbert
Before the last, her love was taken, Cruel men, cruel thieves, of peaceful rapture, No dead of night, could hide the storm, She vowed to send his victors, Their murdering souls would fear her name, These men, those beasts of violent complexion "An Kowres, An Kowres, An Kowres", Whispered words that would bear no quiet, no peace, nor rest, For they could not have known the finality of fury, That day, they wounded The Giantess
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Nathan Jelbert
I thought it about time that I updated my biography. Things have changed from the last time I wrote a profile in that I no longer pour over books about old masters and I don't spend too much time learning techniques like I used to on Youtube or somewhere. Not because I think I've learnt enough (I…
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