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The Mad Hatter

ryu-son

Published: Jan 19, 2008

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FINALLY! This took the longest out of all of them! I FINALLY got it right!
I'm rather proud of the hands, myself!

"Life, what is it but a dream?"

This is for

Because it's her favorite character. Maybe that's why I had to do it just right... XD

Comment! Lemmi know what you think!

Ryu

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Jun 22, 2008

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