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Toriel was tucking her child in when they popped the question she knew she was going to hear, but didn't want to:
"Mom, when will you help me go home?"
Not exactly the best question to hear when six others asked the same thing and were eventually killed by a war-weary king.
Thankfully she's got Celestia-called an angel by Toriel because of an old prophecy, her complexion and wings- to vent at about it… though it might have been best to leave the room first.
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Sort of a sequel to this. Tried something new this time, using a little bit of colored shading, less reliance on thick black lines in the eyes, and a little bit of a color overlay in the front to make it a little more like a dark room with a little bit of light escaping from the door off frame.
"Mom, when will you help me go home?"
Not exactly the best question to hear when six others asked the same thing and were eventually killed by a war-weary king.
Thankfully she's got Celestia-
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Sort of a sequel to this. Tried something new this time, using a little bit of colored shading, less reliance on thick black lines in the eyes, and a little bit of a color overlay in the front to make it a little more like a dark room with a little bit of light escaping from the door off frame.
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