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Eldritchrune Masterpost - Comic Scenes
Here you'll find all of the comic scenes I've drawn so far for the main story for Eldritchrune. Please keep in mind that scenes are not drawn in chronological order...I'm simply tackling scenes that I think would be interesting to write and draw, as I want to do them.
New scenes will be added as I finish them!
Story Setup - Start HERE!
You can also read these on AO3 here!
A Gathering - The Sacrifice A Dark Welcome - A Dark Offer - A Dark Bargain Meeting Susie - Revival - Meeting Susie, Take Two Meeting Lancer The World Revolving - Chaos, Chaos Meeting Noelle Asriel Investigates Rainy Day Hot Deals A Messy Fight Attack of the Killer Queen - Knock You Down!! A Visit To Seam's Seap Pathetic House Parasite Problem - Parasite Nightmare - Parasite Fight Dreemurr of Sacrifice - Dreemurr of Jokes - Dreemurr of Demons Kris's Birthday
Primary Masterpost
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Save my baby.
I am Raneen, a mother from Gaza, and my husband, Ahmed.We dreamed of a simple life, a warm home, and a child who would fill our lives with light. But the war stole everythingβ¦Our homes were destroyed, our dreams were burned, and all that remained was pain and fear.

I gave birth to my son, Mohammed, amidst the sounds of bombing and the smell of death.But he was born to begin a greater sufferingβ¦

He developed severe lung infections due to the toxic gases that fill the air in Gaza.Every moment that passes steals his lifeβ¦and every breath he takes is a struggle between life and death.

The doctors told us we had only one option to save him: an urgent and complex surgery to save his life.

But we are helpless⦠we don't even have the money for bread, so how can we afford this expensive operation?

I knocked on people's doors⦠I begged⦠I cried⦠I screamed from the heart of a mother broken by her son's weakness, but no one answered. Now, I appeal to you from the heart of a mother who is burning every moment:

Please save my child.
This is his last chance. If it's lost, everything will be lost.I swear to you, my child is dying in my arms, and I have nothing but prayers and compassionate hearts.

I beg you, my friend, my child needs your help. Please donate me a little.
There's no time left, my friend. My child needs your help. Please donate and share.
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πΈ From One Motherβs Heart β Please Read πΈ
My name is Saja. Iβm a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow β from her first smile to her first steps β surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.



War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment β a fragile, breathless moment β when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark β hiding, holding on, praying.
Iβm writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughterβs life.
And even now β especially now β I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why Iβm Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
Thatβs why I keep going.
Iβve launched a campaign to ask for help β not because itβs easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: π€ Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity π€ Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources π€ Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
π If you can, please support our journey here:
If you canβt give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe youβve never lived through war. But if youβve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them β then you understand more than you know.
I donβt want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if youβve read this far β thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like itβs a lifeline.
With love and endless gratitude
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The Israeli entity is openly talking about occupying and invading Gaza. It has mobilized 60,000 soldiers and named the operation "Gideon's Vehicles." Please, we will face many massacres. Please do something. Donate so we can leave Gaza as soon as possible. We are in dire need of your donations now to leave Gaza . Please Don't skip me, Please Donate.!!!

PLEASE HELP ME WITH A DONATIONS SO I CAN GET OUT GAZA AND ESCAPE THIS WAR AND GENOCIDE.!!!
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Torso of Bacchus (1st-2nd century CE) Roman Imperial period
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I feel numb, these things that are happening are making me stronger and better for my own gain, I send it to the Universe
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Por tu salud mental lo que no te dejen claro, tΓ³malo como un no.
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π·πππ ππ ππππππππ πππππ πππ πππ πΈ πππ πππππ πππππ ππ πππ πΈ'π πππ πππ‘π πππ πππππ!
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Viniste a reΓr, no a llorar por alguien que no se preocupa por ti.
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1. Alien 3, directed by David Fincher 2. Girlβs Head beside a Skull by Rex Whistler
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"Recuerda que la partida de ajedrez se pierde cuando matan a la reina π...no cuando el rey se deja comer por cualquier pieza barata"
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A la mala aprendΓ que a veces ser bueno no hace que te amen, hace que te usen.
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Por fin me abrazo y reconozco que no merecΓ ser tratada de esa manera. No merecΓ toda esa tristeza, toda la nostalgia, las dudas e inseguridades. No merecΓ no ser elegida, no merecΓ ser olvidada, no merecΓ ser descartada. Nada de eso fue mi culpa, no soy responsable de mi propio corazΓ³n roto.
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