On Bogeymen:
"Eternal Mists their dropping Curse distill
And drizly vapours all the ditches fill:
The swampy Land's a bog, the fields are seas
And too much moisture is the grand disease
Here every eye with brackish rheum o'reflows
And a fresh drop still hangs at every nose."
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Hello! good to see another blog up and running... we have a class one, you should have a look! I have my own one too, it is a very good outlet for illustration-based nonsense!
Thanks for the link. Very nice work you have here ! :]
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