Comment below, and I will come to your gallery to choose four of your works that will be featured in this journal.
If you comment, you have to do the same in your journal, putting the tagger (me) and four of my works on the first place.
The number of people taking part is unlimited, but you have to be my friend or my watcher.
I'm sorry, but I don't like it when an unknown person comes to me only in order to get a free feature and run away to never come again.
The idea of this is not to get a free feature, it is to spread art around for everyone!
So, let's start!
DSS: Poor Unfortunate SoulsBeast: *goes into Ratigan's lair*
Ratigan: Come in, come in, my boy. We mustn't lurk about in doorways. It's rude. One might question your upbringing. *chuckles* Now then, you're here because you have a thing for this human, this Belle lady; not that I blame you. She is quite the beauty, isn't she? *chuckles* Now then, Beastie, the solution to your problem is simple; the only way to get what you want is to become a human yourself.
Beast: *gasps* Can you do that?
Ratigan: My dear boy, that's what I do. It's what I LIVE for; helping miserable creatures like yourself; poor souls with no one else to turn to.
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty.
They weren't kidding when then called me, well, a rat.
But you'll find that nowadays,
I've mended all my ways,
Repented, seen the light, and all of that.
*speaking* True? Yes.
And I fortunately know a bit of magic.
It's a talent that I always have possessed.
And here lately, please don't laugh,
I've used it on behalf
Of the miserable, lonely,
Maligan: Heaven's LightRatigan:
So many times out there,
I've watched a happy pair
Of lovers walking through the night.
They had a kind of glow about them.
It almost seemed like Heaven's light.
I knew I'd never know
That warm and loving glow,
Though I may wish with all my might.
No face as hideous as my face
Was ever meant for Heaven's light.
Then suddenly, a fairy has smiled at me
And kissed my cheek without a trace of fright.
I dare to dream that she
Might even care for me,
And as the sun goes down tonight,
The cold, dark sewers seem so bright.
I swear it must be Heaven's light.
My beloved one« Don't blame... yourself, James... You can't do anything... to change it... »
I desperately look at you, bitting my lips, shaking in sadness. You against me, you looking at me with your wonderful brown eyes. You deeply suffering... Why does it have to happen...? Why do you have to...
… I don't dare to think about it, it is too much difficult, too much impossible to admit ! I refuse the reality, I refuse the truth !
… You are going to die... And I can't do anything to save you... My beloved one...
I close my eyes, holding you more in my arms, while you're moaning and shaking in pain, grabbing my black jacket. I want to give you all my love for your last moments. I want to comfort you, not bearing to see the fear to die in your eyes. I want to warm you, feeling more and more your body becoming colder. I wish it could be only a nightmare...
Just after I began to be glad again, just after you found the true love,