WHAT'S UP GUYS
IM NOT DEAD
I KNOW YOU THOUGHT I WAS FOR A WHILEOk, so I got animal crossing new horizons because new leaf got me hooked on this game series. Thats why I've been gone for so long...
Also, I have a couple of short things I wrote in a creative writing class, AND I also need to show you guys my art.
OK HERES THE FIRST ONE (In the perspective of Florence, the antagonist). ________________________________________________________________________________
My only wish is to be with him.
Him and his soft pink hair.
His smile that could warm even the darkest of hearts.
I want him to be with me.
I will not fall before anyone.
Not before his hands cling to mine forever.
________(Timeskip I guess)_________________________________________________________
My only wish was to be with you.
You and your soft pink hair.
Your smile that could warm even my cold, dark heart.
I wanted you to be with me.
But I never realized that in my heart,
My true wish was for you to be happy.
Both of those wishes cannot come true because of me,
So here's my final wish.
If I must fall before you,
Please,
Let me feel your hands in mine again.
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Ok Thats the first one, here's the second one, in Wades perspective. ________________________________________________________________________________
Every time I looked up, the red sky somehow gave me and everyone under it a sense of comfort. The red sand that everyone would plant their feet in gave them happiness. The blood in my body and the black magic coursing through it gave me a sense of power. The atmosphere around me would seem like hell to a normal human, but to me, it was my home. I loved my home, with everything I had. I always thought that anyone here would find happiness, and would find the same comfort that I did. Who would think of destroying this sanctuary colored in scarlet? I had no answer for that question until eighteen human years of my life there had come to an end.
A boy, a mere human boy, with pale skin and white hair came to my home, uninvited. I only looked at him for a split second, and before I could take another look at him, my home crumbled to pieces. My house became nothing more than scraps on the cobblestone pavement, the people I loved and cherished crumbled into dust, the sand that gave me happiness became stained with black blood, the comforting red sky clouded with ashes, and the magic in my blood became nonexistent. Without my home, I felt powerless. The Crimson Realm became nothing more than dust in front of my very eyes. ________________________________________________________________________________
OK YEAH THATS IT FOR THE SHORT STORIES
NOW ART
YOU ARE READING
My (Hopefully) Not-So Shitty Art Book (IM BACK)
AventuraI draw shit sometimes I hope you like my shit My shit is (hopefully) beautiful Look at my bible of shits n' giggles ok? Thanks!