In this home actually.All of a sudden it turned out shit hit the fan. And that was the biggest pile of shit I've ever seen. The fan also kinda industrial and rotating hellish fast. You get the point.Long story short, also excluding unpleasant details, it turned out we have to sell the flat, split with my partner and move out as fast possible.I was thinking about it while finishing recent heavy anti-tank gun: about whole fucked up situation, last six years spent here and life and death in general.I've also recalled the very first model painted in this place, back in Autumn 2013.It was Nemo - Cyrnar warcaster from Warmachine game. That piece was special because it was gift for my one, true hobby foe, I've been struggling against since like 1997.So I thought it would be kinda symbolic (?) to make the last model painted here also gift.You know: closing the circle shit. But this time the victim will be my friend from legal training.And the piece rewarded with exhumation from the pile ov oblivion and despair i
Some of my Cygnar miniatures.