So I’m supposed to be working on commissions, and this happens. It starts as a simple scribble, a quick portrait during break, but it keeps evolving, growing larger and more complex. Before I know it, it’s no longer a portrait but a full-blown monster that eats my entire week. Almost every waking hour and then some, because Morgan just couldn’t let it be. Faeren got a new experimental piece from me, so naturally Morgan had to one-up him. It’s going to be that sort of year. *headdesk*

Durnit, Morgan, I thought I cut your hair!