--OLD ART REPOST--

"…Finally. Finally I can close my eyes and rest. But it’s a curious thing knowing that my oblivion is only kept by such a small thing…"

Ouro can finally sleep again, but only the product of facing their fears, a tiny dream catcher, can maintain that peace of mind. And even then, the town is besieged and the rogues are missing… Find them…

((So drawing Ouro may be a thing now... Oops.))