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There was something to be said for the grandiloquent building, emblazoned with a neon sign that read SIN in proud, glowing letters, its pink aureole staining the night and blending with the cheap yellow of the streetlamps. Passing the bouncers was no easy task, but the reward was stepping through the metal doors (black paint flaking to reveal cold rusted gray) and entering the realm of the most infamous club around. Inside, vainglory imbrued the air via overly aromatic incense and provocative music of sensuous chords and voices that had never spoken an honest truth. There were seizure-inducing strobe lights, blue and green and white; they gave glimpses of the otherworldly realm, glimpses that could only be pasted together like a slideshow in the mind to give an idea of just what sort of otherworldly realm one had stepped into. All else was dark, save for the illuminated bar and stage.
Thank you.I was more than surprised to open up DeviantArt today to check my messages and then discover I had earned my third Daily Deviation on this poem:More Like This
Four years ago I was a really fat angry atheist who uploaded fan fiction and Microsoft paint anime doodles. Today I am a slightly less fat/angry atheist who doesn't upload fan fiction or Microsoft Paint anime doodles but maybe probably still makes them in her free time. (You'll never know.)
Thank you for your support. Thank you for your advice; for your criticism and your compliments. Thank you for making the art that fueled me when I was uninspired, and the friendship that helped open my eyes to the welcoming and nourishing community that would aid my artistic progress for years to come. I am so grateful.
I have matured and learned so much since the beginning of my creative journey, and this is far from the end.
No matter where you came in, thank you for tagging along.