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A little doodle of my hunter when I took her to Cainhurst. I remember still using the hunter axe before I switched to Ludwigs. To Cainhurst

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I think it's the long hair that reminds me of Lux. I don’t think he cuts it to a "respectable" length until he's out of Linchworks.
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Cheekbones bloodied, palm cold and sweaty, I grip my knife and start to carve. In dreams we live, dreams of hope. Hope's embrace quickly fade come the morning, I wake up and start to carve, soon this body will be broken, and anew this world will incarnate.

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