|A third DD and the present for a great friend...|
RainSadness under the lead sky,Rain by Maylar
which seems so far away...
Smooth panes of the window
ruthlessly unrelenting under fingertips,
returning no body heat...
I distinct dreams from reality no more
and in front of half-opened eyes
the rainsights form with infinite fragility
their beauty short-lasting and heart wrenching
as they disappear from the view...
I call after, but no answer comes,
and the orphaned echoes soon die
bouncing on the merciless walls.
The mist crawls into my head and rises,
Creating the lakes unknown
it pulls me into the strong current,
and drowns me deeply, deeply under the water.
Into the darkness, into the despair,
into the abyss made to measure,
out of loneliness and misery...
Iridescent in quality,
the rain keeps falling down
to its own demise,
not a single drop knowing of mercy
The world is distant and cold
and I’m alone in its embrace,
with the memories made out of bleached,
gray, empty walls
AiW-Alice Meets Her ReflectionHatter frowned at her reflection, tilting his head. "You're reflection is awfully well-behaved."AiW-Alice Meets Her Reflection by EmileeKraiss
"I beg your pardon?" Alice said, startled.
"Rather boring, wouldn't you agree?" he said with a chuckle, speaking now to his own reflection.
"Quite," his reflection replied, sweeping Alice with a glance.
"You're mad," she accused, taking a step back.
"Almost," the reflection corrected, giving her own reflection a shove.
The girl in the blue dress staggered slightly, before regaining her feet. She turned to face him, her face blooming with anger.
"How rude!" she exclaimed, her hands on her hips. "I suggest you apologise immediately!"
"Much more fun," Hatter's reflection noted.
"Indeed," Hatter agreed, nodding.
"This is madness," Alice said, staring at her own reflection, gobsmacked. "It's not possible."
"It's very possible," Hatter's reflection disagreed vigorously. "But not nearly as possible, nor hardly as impossible as this."
He began a rather curious dance, Hatter clapping him on as he di
I love my work, which is...art. In many forms and ways.|
I live for it and of it and times can be hard and times can be fun, but my life is a ever=shifting curious thing and most of the time, I like it that way.
It shows in my art...I tend to jump through techniques and themes and you'll rarely see me do the same thing twice, except on "popular demand"...or if someone orders it-girl has to eat Yeah, I do commissions, ask if interested.
Current Residence: Dark side of moon
Favourite genre of music: metal, goth, classic, instrumental (especially Celtic)
Favourite photographer: too many, half of them members of DeviantArt
Favourite style of art: anything that makes you stop and think about it
Shell of choice: Cypraeidae
Skin of choice: Chameleon's
Favourite cartoon character: Snufkin
Personal Quote: Pain makes you rise or fall...
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