The girl who spoke to the wind. Inspired by a painting in AI. 1250×1250
time flows in cycles, doesn't it? *the light wind breaks the silence, singing in harmony with the thoughts* sometimes, i can't tell if it's the dawn of a new day or the end of another. and if it weren't for you, i would be lost in those memories.
She stares contemplatively off to the horizon, the wind blowing through her fur. What is on her mind? This piece echoes a part of me that is peaceful and reflective. It is created in Procreate and animated with After Effects.
The sky. Morning. Wind. Birdsong. Two graves. 20 years ago (in 1966) her sisters died. Rebeka is still grieving. She doesn't understand how it could have happened, and she still can't find an answer. She has only found one name in the entire investigation. Spectre. (Sekiro66: As I understand her, many of us have lost someone we love... The main thing is to remember these people so that they live forever in our hearts)