Creation Details
Panel prompts:
- #1“Tittle: Still searching for his voice. The day he died, the sky looked like weathering with you. A quiet rainfall falling from a wounded heaven. Everyone said it was just weather, but I knew the clouds were mourning with me. I stood there with my long hair soaked against my back, my eyes fixed on the ground where his memories seemed buried. My body had always been physically weak, but that day my soul became weaker than my bones. My mamma and papa held me tightly as if they were afraid the wind ”
Art Style: Urban Drama
Color Mode: Full Color
Panels: 1
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