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link I want to include the artist's تبصرہ in my answer, so be prepared for a long motherfuckin answer.
"Long پہلے in Baldora fields, there was a single بچھو that lived from دن to دن سے طرف کی killing and eating other, smaller insects. One day, a نےولا, نیولا saw him and tried to eat him. The بچھو fled, and fell into a deep well.
It was at that moment that the بچھو thought to himself, 'Up until now, how often have I eaten other creatures? And now, the one time that I was the prey, I fled in utter terror. And look what came of that - I'll die inside this well, alone. Ah... life is filled with uncertainty. I could have دیا the نےولا, نیولا another دن of life with my body. But now, my death will help no one. I am useless.'
'Dear Lord, I beg of you, look inside of my دل and hear my prayer. In my اگلے life, don't let me waste myself. Let me use my body for the true happiness of everyone in the world!"
And then the بچھو saw his body burst into flame, casting a brilliant crimson glow. And سے طرف کی the light of his burning body, he lit up the night forever."
- Miyazawa Kenji, Night on the Galactic Railroad, 1934.
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I'm of the opinion that Vriska did, deep in the troll equivalent of her metaphysical دل of hearts, feel the slightest twinge of remorse for what she had done to so many people. When I read her death scene and subsequent scenes in John's dream bubble, I was reminded of the above passage from Miyazawa, and I decided to put those feelings into a painting.
-Creator of Painting. ^u^
![Here's the [url=http://www.zerochan.net/full/1113355]full-sized picture.[/url] I want to include the artist's تبصرہ in my answer, so be prepared for a long motherfuckin answer. [b]"Long پہلے in Baldora fields, there was a single بچھو that lived from دن to دن سے طرف کی killing and eating other, smaller insects. One day, a نےولا, نیولا saw him and tried to eat him. The بچھو fled, and fell into a deep well. It was at that moment that the بچھو thought to himself, 'Up until now, how often have I eaten other creatures? And now, the one time that I was the prey, I fled in utter terror. And look what came of that - I'll die inside this well, alone. Ah... life is filled with uncertainty. I could have دیا the نےولا, نیولا another دن of life with my body. But now, my death will help no one. I am useless.' 'Dear Lord, I beg of you, look inside of my دل and hear my prayer. In my اگلے life, don't let me waste myself. Let me use my body for the true happiness of everyone in the world!" And then the بچھو saw his body burst into flame, casting a brilliant crimson glow. And سے طرف کی the light of his burning body, he lit up the night forever." - Miyazawa Kenji, Night on the Galactic Railroad, 1934. -------------------------- I'm of the opinion that Vriska did, deep in the troll equivalent of her metaphysical دل of hearts, feel the slightest twinge of remorse for what she had done to so many people. When I read her death scene and subsequent scenes in John's dream bubble, I was reminded of the above passage from Miyazawa, and I decided to put those feelings into a painting. -Creator of Painting.[/b] ^u^](http://images5.fanpop.com/image/answers/2733000/2733305_1337835434779.39res_199_300.jpg)
