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Halrai
Sproot is a root with a sprout. I wonder what he'll make today.
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What are these strange words? I don't understand.. Is this another language.. Or something more?
What a strange Forrest. Is this a tragic fantasy, or something more?
A collection of portraits and pictures of Halrai being Halrai.
These caves are meant to lead to the ultimate truth. Why do you feel more lost than ever before?
Fire attracts fire. Fire always returns. Help me find my fire again.
A friend that lives very far away. She’ll Always visit when it rains.
A collection of colorfully made artworks. created by Halrai.
A collection of traditionally made artworks. created by Halrai.
Has your skeleton gone missing Have you checked the Skeleton Valley?
He lives in your dreams, He dies to create them. He doesn’t seem to mind at all.
We’ve been wandering so long. I can’t remember a time when you weren’t here.
The one flower that wilts first should be the most cherished.
it would seem even clouds desire love in the emptiness of the sky.
A lonely King may only create his own subjects. Never find them.
A collection of colorful portraits and pictures created by Halrai.
There is nothing behind you, child. I advise you to let it all go.
Crows are such lonesome birds. Who would have guessed they’d have a ruler.
All things amount to the everything that nothing ever could.
Such a peculiar man. Why does the mere sight of him shake me to my core?
Reds and blues. Always reds and blues. Nothing but purple remains.
There aren't many places left to belong any longer. Perhaps only fantasies remain.
A personal how to guide on how to raise all of your new found little kittens
Her words build and destroy. Worlds and Void. New life and death alike.
All creatures can be a bit naive when it comes to the unknown.
Crows are such lonesome birds. Who would have guessed they'd have a ruler.
How many scarecrows are there in the world? Is She the only one left?
What a pitiful planet. Then again, Is this world any better off?
What a show. So many scattered pieces. Will they ever connect entirely?
Shedding what is old to become something all together brand new.
Each journey down the same path becomes anew as Greggo travels.
How long has blue consumed her days? Could a bit of red ever truly change a thing?
Who are all these strange creatures? Where did they come from?
I didn't realize a soul could be split into pieces. Her wounds are deeper than I thought.
Apparently it would seem Halrai has had many tiny adventures..
