

Dreams...There’s a girl on the ground. Her heart is bleeding and she can not die. Her hand is stained red as she clutches the wound and her other hand sinks in the sand, trying to find some last anchor to life and to hope.Dreams...
The blood slips down the sides of her body from her heart. It sinks in to the sand, making strange creatures rise out of it, like illusions. The creatures aren’t really solid, their bodies are grey dust and their eyes are pure red. The girl screams in agony as the creatures seem to devour her, yet she never gets closer to death, and never gets closer to life. The creatures keep her alive to feed off of her. Yet it hurts


anything is possibleI walked out on the field; my dress flowed behind me with an elegance that was out of place on this place of bloodshed. The smell of hot blood splattered on the rocks unnerved me; I took a deep breath to steady myself.anything is possible
To my left I heard a strangled cry of pain from a dying warrior. I moved towards the sound, but stopped abruptly at a sight that made my knee's buckle. A fallen warrior lay in a pool of his own blood on the ground. He barely had the strength to look up at me with muddy brown eyes. His hair was dark and streaked with blood, his face was a mask of pain. One of my guards stopped me with a hand


forever in your eyesI'll always remember those late afternoons. They lasted forever, yet they seemed to end so soon. You sat by yourself on a hill leaning on a tree and staring through the branches at the dark, gray skies. I know what you thought about, while you stared at the sky. Those thoughts were hidden in your heart, in places no one will ever find. You thought about feelings hidden in your heart that nobody ever seemed to care about. I saw you hiding in your heart, hiding behind the hate and the cold you wore like a coat over your love and hope. And your pain. When I mentioned you, everyone would shake their heads and say that you were cold alforever in your eyes
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"One raindrop raises the sea."
I would really like to see more of your art here, no need to be shy
~I would reccomend putting watermarks (a.k.a. signatures) on your work to protect them from art theft.
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MOSH LIKE YOUR BEING PAYED FOR IT!
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Soli Deo Gloria
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