Burma, 1944. The air stings your skin, you can feel sweat underneath your clothes, the sun is at its hottest and you're still a good days walk away from that little blip on the Horizon, there's nothing but dust around for miles, lets hope it's ours..
Beauty
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I wonder what happened to this guy..
"I wonder what happened to this guy.."
I tell you what, it's the work of the wicked, evildoer, malicious Zbrush... Poor guy didn't stand a chance.