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Journal Entry: Thu Dec 7, 2017, 5:59 PM
  I felt like there are a few people I need to sponsor. Some of them, I've talked to and gotten to know, others have just stricken me with the power of their art! I was going to take a break from this for a while, but I feel like since its getting close to Christmas this would be a great way to inspire people, and spread love and holiday cheer.

  Plus doing these cheers me up! :) I like seeing people respond to these and find others to talk too and befriend. 

  Please check out :icon100millionpoints: She is a very generous person, if you need points or are looking to sponsor other artists this is another great place to go. She was kind and gave me some points to put towards our super group for :iconwritersresources:

:iconpeeterora1: This is some amazing and striking artwork to me! It's not often that I get to see something like this. So I wanted to share it with you guys! Give them a watch!
Say Farewell... Don`t Follow! by PeeterOra1  I Am Your Home by PeeterOra1  The Roses For My Love by PeeterOra1   The Sigh... by PeeterOra1  In White by PeeterOra1  The Dotted by PeeterOra1

Is a friend of mine and a fellow writer. His work is really good. Please check him out and watch him! He would like to do a watchers raffle/contest!

A Matter of Honour: Vengeance
    Somewhere in the Westwatch Mountains, The Frozen North.
    210 Ait Siochanta (207th year under the seal)
    "Well," Xerix muttered to himself ruefully as he trudged doggedly through a snowbank "this is probably the quietest snowstorm I've ever been in."
    The giant fluffy flakes of snow gently floated downwards in nearly straight lines with no wind to disturb them, almost making the traveller feel as if he were walking through curtains of soft clouds whenever there was a break in the foliage overhead. The forest itself was eerily quiet; all sound was instantly muffled by the snowflakes in the air, making the Xerix feel like he was the only being in existence as he slowly crunched his way through the underbrush.
    However tranquil the storm was, Xerix still felt like cursing it. The men he had been tracking for almost six days had been exceptionally hard to follow before, but now he had absolu
  A Matter of Honour: The Nuisance
Somewhere in the Eastern wilds, The High Elven Empire.
506th year under the seal.
    The crude word sounded strange and foreign on the young girls' tongue, jarring William from his thoughts abruptly.
    Hey, enough of that. I've got enough on my mind right now without you cursing all the time.
    "Oh, Sorry."
    The girl shook her head, kicking idly at a rock as they wandered down the dirt path. Her dark blue-black skin shone a bit as the high afternoon sun beat down upon their heads, a trickle of sweat running it's way down her neck to soak into the filthy torn fabric that had once been a very expensive set of clothing. Now the tunic and trousers hung to her young frame like moss on a stone, torn and frayed all over.
    William panted as they marched on, the heat pressing down on his small furry body like an anvil. He paused and sniffed at the side of the road,

PeeterOra1 Featured By Owner Dec 7, 2017  Professional Traditional Artist
Thank you! :hug: It is an honor...
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