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The Divide

Hetalia4Ever99

Published: Apr 9, 2017

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So, I know this probably isn't what you guys have come to expect from me, but I've been drawing and sketching a lot in my free time to keep myself calm. This here is a contest entry based around how I have come to see myself and the... Voices of sorts... In my head. I know many people have them (those doubtful little whispers and all), and this is just one interpretation. I hope it's alright!

~Heta

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2857x2788px 1.53 MB

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Apple

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iPhone SE

Shutter Speed

1/30 second

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F/2.2

Focal Length

4 mm