(were my ears playing games, or were they?)
chimes of soft laughter
I called into the darkness
there was no one there
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Ellen Stedfeld
Perpetually immersed in drawing, illustration, and creative experiments, at live events and @EllesaurArts.com
Community arts in NYC/Queens -- now sketching NY Comic Con, Oct 8-12th 2025
Love participating in challenges to motivate new work!
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"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
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