IT IS TIME.The musical revolution of the world should, no, must be introduced into the midst of all artists here. Music being available on deviantART is something that I would have expected long ago. It is an art form that travels through the core of a person and evokes feeling of sudden realization or just sweet lulling bliss.IT IS TIME.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
I have only come across one person of deviantART (Who is absolutely brilliant let me say) Who has been able to upload music on deviantART quite cleverly if I say so my self. You have probably heard of this awesomeness that is RainCookie
She created this:
When I saw it, I realized just how deviantART could discover great talent such as hers! It is an original composition. Accessing music on this site needs to be made easier because we are missing out on great talents! We could have someone on deviantART who could create something as great as this:
deviantArt has dA muro and stash writer and is really moving forward but having a mixer where composers ca
Odyssey into 2012, Chapter 2Was that fear? No, fear would not drive her like this. Would not give spring to her step, song to her heart. It would not whisper in her ear "Forward".Odyssey into 2012, Chapter 23 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Time's meaning vanished to her as the Train streaked across nothing to nowhere. It didn't matter. Time was relative here only in the decades her thoughts filled. Thoughts of him, thoughts of them, thoughts of herself, trapped and free and trapped once again.
She raised her head and realized the train had stopped, likely had never really gone anywhere. But she was different for the trip.
She was as prepared as she could be for the First Trial.
She stood before the iridescent door of the Gate, seeing in it's reflections a million half-truths and a million matching half-lies. It was a test of resolve this Trial. Centuries in moments passed. Her thoughts were tides of fear, resolve, indifference and a hundred other things as she waited. These thoughts were not entirely her own. The First Trial was against onesel