In a tall peaceful monastery hidden in thick woods, there is a single dim light on near the bottom floor. It soon turns off. The door to that room, an ancient heavy oak door, creaks open. A young man in his early twenties with a dark brooding face stands in the entrance. He has rectangular glasses and is dressed in simple clothes. The light from the oil lamp in the hallway falls on a sleeping young woman's face in the room and the empty twin bed next to her. Eli looks back at his sister Lacey, then hefts his small canvas bag, silently closes the door, and softly walks away. The immense monastery doors are not bolted and
Haven't updated since school started, for obvious reasons...tons of stuff to put up though except none of it's scanned in. Dammit, I have to get so much more efficient...
Look forward to something by Columbus Day, k? Love you all. =)
It's been quite a while...
Going to double the number of submissions I currently by September, no doubt. I've been really productive, but I just hadn't had time to put it all up.
Now I gotta finish school hw and my contest entry for D101...and tons more.
Edit: Yay! Only 2 more deviations to go to double the 9 I had before!
Gosh, why haven't I been on in such a long time?! And when I come back, I don't have anything ready to submit.
I guess it's because I just started summer classes, so 3 hours of class=6 hours of homework...=( But that shouldn't be any excuse to continue my fan art project...except I've been messing up a lot and I can't give peoples a @#!%$* piece of art.
Plus I'm going out and having FUN for once in my life...but I would love to do so much art stuff that I'd be buried in it.
At least I got some new supplies! ^_^
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Dude... DUDE. It worked.
My mom's probably gonna come back soon. Curse my paranoia...
I'll post stuff tomorrow. But you have to teach me how to use photoshop. Jeez, some of your shit is GOOD!
(That swear word was not meant to be offensive. I run now. Like a little child. Cursing and screaming.)