In the days when they were nights
I would burn just like a firefly
Out of touch, and out of sight
I was wrong, but I was doing it right

We would drink the blood of sleep
We would drink until we couldn't speak
And I could still hear 'em calling to me, baby

Come back to me
Come back with me
Back to when we were young
And making out in the mouth of the devil

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An old personal work that I forgot to upload, finished it like a week ago maybe?
Anyway! This is Tamir, a character of mine from the comic I'm writing, its titled "The Sixth Sun"
He is an Ex-militar Priest, and also the turquoise dragon you might have seen around my gallery from time to time!