First Time I drew a Spider and second try on capturing the essence of Fire / Flames / Magma / Lava in a picture.
Also, the First and only Time for now where I felt pleased, truly pleased, with the outcome.
Darktale - Chapter 1 - Unseen (Part 1)The wind was howling. Ashes stained the white of sand beneath a blackened sky. No clouds. No birds. Nothing, but the distant red flickering above the pitch black mountains. The blanket of grey hissed at the earth and clawed on each fissure and dune.Darktale - Chapter 1 - Unseen (Part 1) by LordBloodySoul
"*uhh... ... ..."
From the ashened ground rose a color. A jacket soaked in the memory of oceans, seas, lakes and hope. The person coughed, tried to raise from the ground, but each push was weak against the pull of the wind.
"*wha...? where...?", he spoke in a dull, low font. A skeleton of short statue, kneeling in the ashes of an endless wasteland. His gaze was confused, terrifyied and soaked with disbelieve. "*where...am I?", he wondered. The white pupils within his eyesockets stared empty into the circling darkness before him. And to his own surprise, he saw a figure in the distance slowly fading from his sight. Without hesitation the small skeleton pushed himself up and followed. "*hey! wait!"With a blue haze, he swiftly gained on the sh
Darktale - PrologueDarktaleDarktale - Prologue by LordBloodySoul
"...Do you expect a story? ...A sugarcoated lie about how and why? ...Trivials that do not matter? ...Pasts that only explain so little...? ..."
"...Heh heh... ...How precious... ..."
"Very well... ...I shall tell you a story... ...One that should not start with a scenario of war... ...One not beginning with love... ...One not spoken off by any lip born and past... ..."
"This tale is about...how it all...began..."
"Long ago, two beings ruled within the nothingness... They hated one another, although they were brothers... One faithful day, the brightest created a 'world' and began to forge more. The other followed his skill shortly after. Both competed on every term, until the day their worlds clashed together and their creations vaged war against one another. In fury both brothers destroyed it all and began fighting among themselves until one succum to his injuries. The victor sealed his other half a
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One can tell much about the heart
One can tell much about the soul
But no word could weight - what others can see
There is no age
There is no time
No line to seperate
No distance between
Country and borders
One established long ago
Languages and cultures
Religions - heavens and hells
What no one can see - I gaze upon every day
I'm looking out my window
I see faceless people on the streets
I hear them singing with words
I see them laugh and cry
What I see is not the shell
What I see is deep within
What I wish for all to understand one day
We're all one kin
There is hope in words we spoke…
Lies and Truth with meanings and with none…
We don’t know it at first…
We do not realise…
And many don’t want to see…
Want to understand…
There is hatred within every sentence…
Against the world, politics, people…
We dislike so much and love less every day…
It is saddening…
Sorrow behind the broken door…
And still I smile and laugh about it…
Spirit is a word I speak often…
People heard it when they died…
I speak it and I cry…
Because I realized that I was wrong…
I saw the dark me…
The bully, the murderer I never wanted to see…
Hear me, people…
Hear me plea and beg for forgiveness…
I don’t wish this pain to anyone…
I never wanted to kill…
And yet, my words…did it…
Please…don’t let your devils win…
Do not become…what I have…
And do not let yourself become…victim…
For our worlds Spirit Day…
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