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Todo the Magnificent
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Corrupted Owl Man
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Harvey and Melanie
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Imperial Majesty Elius Juwelbaum
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Cromwell and Wolsey
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Flower Crown Norry
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Oppa Handel Style!
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Sympa-tea for the Smaug
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Sympa-tea for the Handel
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Todo the Magnificent
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Corrupted Owl Man
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Harvey and Melanie
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Imperial Majesty Elius Juwelbaum
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Cromwell and Wolsey
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Flower Crown Norry
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Oppa Handel Style!
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Sympa-tea for the Smaug
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Streams of Tingly Numbness.
Steamy windows cloud the rain-washed haze of the passing street lights. Droplets cascade down cold glass, leaving behind tiny, branch-like trails. Taking everything in its way. Ghostly shapes form in the trails. I pluck at the tattered fabric of the bus seat. I see little faces in the almost carpet-like material. I blink tiredly and look around. Trying to remember exactly where I am, what I got myself into. I pull my mind back from this great clattering piece of steel and engine and back into my little darkness. Closing myself down inside. It's nice. I let my eyelids relax a little. My fingers twitch. I see stars, I hear them, and somehow I c
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An Interesting Development: I
Through dense undergrowth she ran. No chosen path, no idea to where she was running. Her legs seemed to act by themselves, as if they had a mind of their own. She leapt over logs, stumps and low branches, running barefoot through a dimly lit woodland. Her hair got caught in thorns and twigs, stopping only to free herself. She didn't bother to tie up her hair, she didn't have the time. This was all part of Katherine Hemlock's daily routine, rising at dawn to run through the neighbouring woods, wearing nothing but a ragged, short white dress. Her foot slipped on a pile of wet leaves and she fell, rolling down and landing in a dirty puddle. Thi
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The Ballad of Henry the Rabbit
Creepy, crawly On all fours When the sun shines When rain pours Hippidy-hoppidy Into the woods Henry the Rabbit Is up to no good His fur is all ragged He's bony and thin He greets you all with A sinister grin He spends his time Curled up on the ground Watching and waiting Not making a sound Henry the Rabbit's A strange little fellow His face is skinned raw His teeth are all yellow He ambles away In a strange, clumsy dance You're tempted to follow Will you take the chance?
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Alter Ego: IEC and Affiliates
The International Elite Corps, known informally as the IEC, is an underground intelligence agency. Its exact location is unknown, even to those who travel there. It is easily accessible, once you are one of the fortunate few who are appointed there. Places in the agency are often inherited and appointed, as the applicants often brought up their children on the grounds of the IEC, or the applicants have been observed by undercover inspectors, picking out fresh minds from the tangled masses. Either way, one has to take an oath, spoken before the President of the organisation before enrolment. The current President is a Monsieur Pascal Andr&#233
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I can still smell her perfume Pressing its sweet body Against your shirt like a ghost Unseen, unheard But there I can see the marks in your eyes Where her gaze bore into yours Like a burn mark or a scratch Seen and felt Still there. I see the wrinkles on your lips Where you smiled and laughed Where your mouth twisted As she kissed you. I knew. I'm sorry, were you talking?
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Two eyes. Grey eyes. Cold like frozen steel. Two tombstones. One for each of us. What you saw killed us both. Two lips. Red lips. Vivid like a blood trail. Two streams of death. One for each of us. It was your lips that ruined us. Your teeth that tore us apart. Like stripping meat from a bone. Your eyes undressed her, raped her Ripped off her clothes and loved her.
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Alfred I
Wrinkles surround your eyes Where they used to crease When you laughed, cried And remembered how to smile. You abandon happiness. Lock it up In a box. Swallow the key. Cover it with cement. Drop it into the ocean. Find a house by the road Where no one ever goes. Wrap yourself in your velvets Your chocolates and your tobacco. Create a cocoon and fall asleep. Hope for it all to change. Never, ever wake up. Keep yourself in your empty house. It's not a home. You're alone. You're not even sure you're alive. Don't dare open your eyes. You can't stand to see the people. Smiling, laughing, living. The lovers tear you to shreds
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Sever
I can feel you, your great shadow Looming over me and everything I touch Every connection I try to make to the world You infiltrate. You warn them against it. You scare them with stories about me. Washing away all chances of friendship Stamping out all traces of recognition. Just because the wind blew away The traces of friendship you and I had Does not mean you pursue me with an axe And sever the ties I try to build.
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Mundane
Your eyes make the cities burst into flame Your lips evaporate time and space Great stone towers, mighty walls You burn them all to the ground. In a single glance you freeze the sun. In one breath you blow away the stars Great red flames, towering infernos You stop them flicker, freeze them solid. With a mind that shatters air And a heart that pushes away the moon You clear the night sky, just for a moment So you can invade it with stars of your own. I tangle your hair into a web In which to make my bed Whispering nothing into your ear Afraid to admit this is all mundane.
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Tricks and Fingertips
The devil, he taught you all his tricks You, in turn, taught me them too While I tried to teach flowers to bloom And birds to sing, and bells to ring When I needed someone to turn my pages You came with moist fingertips But your eyelids were heavy And so you closed the book too soon...
Where am I fell?
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Kittyplay
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Koffee with Kaufman 1
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Koffee with Kaufman 4
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Koffee with Kaufman Extra
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I've Got a Chocolate Mozart
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Drenched
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Ireland
Deviant for 12 years
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gonna try to be more active here if i'm considering getting the 3 month core membership.
i can afford a core membership but i just don't see the point in spending €12 on a name change for a website i barely use or setting up a new profile :/
Update 2018
Hi there, It's Kaz here. Just to drop a message to any of my followers who want to know how I've been getting on. Life is great. I got engaged, I have a permanent job position and am starting my transition (I'm FTM). I'm also still creating! Just not posting here because I've often found the dA interface difficult at the best of times. You can see me create, rant and enthuse over twitter (username: gladbrother) or see some of my more advanced pieces in The Static Room (search it on facebook). Also this old profile is down as 'lady' blackdove, a name that is outdated and somewhat embarrassing. I don't have the energy to create a new profile

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MykieThomas's avatar
MykieThomas|Hobbyist Artist
I regret I don't know you, but if I could, I'd get you a premium account for a needed username change.
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mondziolka|Student Traditional Artist
Are you still out there?
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Lady-Blackdove|Hobbyist General Artist
Not a lot, mostly on Tumblr. I come back to have a peep before skulking back into the shadows.
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mondziolka|Student Traditional Artist
That's good that you haven't vanished yet. ^^ By the way I drew something for you. I'm gonna scan it tomorrow and give you a link to my tumblr :) P.S. Your webcam is priceless. And thank you for the llama :D
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Lady-Blackdove|Hobbyist General Artist
You did? Oh, thank you so much! <3
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Thanks for the fav!
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Lady-Blackdove|Hobbyist General Artist
The pleasure is all mine. :)
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