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art thought
dag nabbit I keep seeing so much good art and getting inspired then remembering that I can't
wings
so I was trying to draw something, as I so often do. this time it happened to be wings. I tried and the results are like. okay. but then one of my online friends told me I should look closely at diagrams and draw them. so I did that, and now present to you: FP's Stolen wing guide.
![Wings](https://64.media.tumblr.com/d07f67e45b47d06652656a880eb40911/14bfad7c94f4061f-5f/s500x750/1f5b547b49117c483e10da4dc01e823f8105c2f6.jpg)
apologies for the bad image.
wheeeee creative writing
Laurel stepped up to the small cairn at the top of the hill. A slab placed on the monument read, 'for us.'. Laurel knew not who 'us' was referring to, most likely for the best. It was a private thing, not meant for others to know, a testament to a time long passed by people who didn't care for any legacy but a bond. 'us'. There was some magic to that, Laurel supposed, passing into obscurity with no grand significance. Laurel looked again at the inscription, thinking it best not to wonder. After all, why resurrect a content spirit?
sorry for the delay with answering some of the asks i got, ive just been hit by a real big wave of self conscious thinking hahaha. ill try to answer them when i can