Here’s little Erik in his early teens, maybe, at the tail-end of his time in the gypsy fair imprisoned and forced to perform as a sideshow freak.
The entire time I was drawing this, I wanted to reach into the paper, pull him out, give him a decade’s worth of nice hot meals and a fuzzy blanket to curl up on the couch with so he could watch…whatever 13-year-old 19th century boys watch on TV.
I have a feeling that would be something like “The History of Medieval Torture Devices” in Erik’s case.
Poor little twisted kid. He just wants to compose beautiful operas and freak everyone out with his mad ventriloquist skills.
He’s looks so adorable!! What the heck is wrong with ppl?!? I wouldn’t shun my kid if he looked like that. I’d just make him eat a little more ( it’s not healthy to be that skinny ). Poor Erik… I’d love you </3