Okay. Is anyone here interested in illustrating characters from my story?
> His body was tough, yet his skin pure and smooth, like marble, or limestone. It had been sculpted by a lifetime of work of course, yet it had seemed subliminal that it could be weaponized at any second, at least compared to most people. “Physical strength is a mark in a way, a beauti- ful one yet a source of fear for some.”, he thought as he put on his gray collared shirt, peering into the tiny mirror, the dust obscuring his long silver hair, the little glass that was clean allow- ing him to peer just a bit into his amber eyes mostly obscured by his bangs, eyes of melancholy
> His body was tough, yet his skin pure and smooth, like marble, or limestone. It had been sculpted by a lifetime of work of course, yet it had seemed subliminal that it could be weaponized at any second, at least compared to most people. “Physical strength is a mark in a way, a beauti- ful one yet a source of fear for some.”, he thought as he put on his gray collared shirt, peering into the tiny mirror, the dust obscuring his long silver hair, the little glass that was clean allow- ing him to peer just a bit into his amber eyes mostly obscured by his bangs, eyes of melancholy
