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Meet my original characters, D and Holly.
In my art here (hand drawn entirely in Procreate), they are featured in a setting early in the novel, a fae "slip" from Above (the human world) that seems to be frozen in an eternal Autumn, where red leaves fall impossibly slowly to the ground, and leaving the path might lead to one's doom. The pair have just met and aren't quite sure what to make of each other. Every time he looks at her, she seems to be looking at him...
D knows that Holly has the answers as to where the stones he is looking for are, but her behavior is very strange and unpredictable. Sometimes she's shy and playful, and other times she is so cold she seems almost dead. Her clothing is ill fitting, and she doesn't seem to have a place to live, but she won't explain anything beyond what her request was for D to fulfill. Now that he's completed that task, it's Holly's turn to serve him. She seems obedient enough, but can he really trust her?
D hasn't worked with humans too often before —and never without his teacher slash sort of parent, the Grand Supreme demon C accompanying him— but even he knows that something is just not right with this young woman. But what could it be?
He needs to set his questions aside, as a fae slip is a very dangerous place to be—and Holly seems either blissfully unaware, or willfully suicidal...
Happy Pride Month!
Billie Joe Armstrong kisses a fan during a performance in Manchester, England, June 16, 2010 (Photo: Shirlaine Forrest)
IN THE GARDEN OF DEATH
The sun has set, no more light
The moon is gone, and the stars don’t shine
I hear silent whispers of quiet through the night
I look at the sky and long for what once was mine.
The breeze tells a secret song
a chilling melody of what went wrong,
of hearts once warm, now grown cold
in griefs embrace, their stories told.
In the garden of death where shadows roam,
I find an odd comfort like home,
As I sit by your gravestone,
And mourn all alone.
THE PARADOX OF YOU
I find my self on two sides of a war
Cant decide if I had enough or want more.
How can a soul hold such duality?
An angel’s love and the devils cruelty
Each moment a perfect blend of sunshine and rain
The chilling of warmth this lovely pain.
Your presence a balm and a blade alike
Your eyes and it’s gaze is a sharp bloody knife
It Keeps me wondering when you will strike.
The sweetness of love, the bitterness of hate
Entwined in a dance sealing my fate.
I love you with an ambition that known no bound
Yet your presence leave scars deep and profound.
loving and hating you are two sides of the same chain.
For in the depths of my being, you'll always remain,
A tormenting paradox, an eternal refrain.
people , this needs to be said.
its not g-ifff or j-iff.
its .G. I. F .
ITS AN ACRROYNYM PEOPLE.
never posted anything but I just can't stop thinking about this brazilian couple as jegulus
I see no difference
