TundraWith the dappled white of his faceMore Like This
Standing against the glassy pane
He makes way for the Boogeymen
Who pull at the webbed breaks.
As faceless angels go traversing to write
My initials with ribbons of northern light.
All while the sun makes an end
Of those thirty days of night,
Making way for the snow flecked bear
Its maw decked with layers
Of frosted gore,
I find myself collapsing
Giving to the wintered pull.
My fingers feel the bite of ice
As my lids submit and fall.
I hear his footsteps, ever closer.
Feel the comfort in his call.
He brings me to my feet,
And I am lighter than the mist,
When I feel the gentle tug
Of what awaits my weightless form
We depart this land of ice and hell
Leaving my broken shroud eaten by the snow."
DeviantART Questionarelate very late ;w;More Like This
I figured that since I'm switching accounts I'd like to make one last journal for all my supportive fans.
How long have you been on DeviantArt?
Two/three years <3
What does your username mean?
Melody's my ponysona
Describe yourself in three words.
Are you left or right handed?
What was your first deviation?
Oh god I'm scared
//looks it up
sadly that's from a game we played at school so let's check out something I actually drew.
-------> These will be deleted soon since I'm getting rid of my old account
What is your favorite type of art to create?
If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be?
What was your first favourite?
What type of art do you tend to favourite the most?
Who is your all-time favourite deviant artist?
I have no idea! This would be a really