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The Song of Ivenjorr

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The Song of Ivenjorr

Breathe still. Don't you move. For a dark magician, you don't seem troubled by the angel under you. Where will the seasons go? To the giant's bowels below. Why does the comfort disappear of the reddened leaves and snow? When your spell breaks the earth at the demon king's rebirth, will you recall the words we said before it all? Hold still. Make no move. There's a wizard in you who can't divine the catastrophe set loose. Where did the Heroes go? There's a thing that you should know: I will return. I will never let you go, and when my will breaks the earth at the demon king's rebirth, will you recall the words we said before it a

but

b

but

I am but. I am a voice in void. I am defenceless. Don't tell my soul. You smell like a snake. I am small. My body.

Now I See You

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Now I See You

Now I see you Showing those strangers your chest And I'm hurt but I'm trying my best To see what you want me to see Just an ordinary Just a shadow, empty Just like everybody And the rose in the teeth And the thin gypsie thief On your beautiful teeth Curse curse curse curse

On Another World

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On Another World

So you want to be adored Is there that feeling you just can't shake that you Should be in another world Where yellow strangers feel the same way you do To be on another plane That all the earthbound people just can't explain And they want to be adored But your new spirit won't come down to meet their demands

The Diary of Ana Pestic

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The Diary of Ana Pestic

12th May I know that the whirlwind won't stop for me anytime soon but it's true that my soul's out of touch and it doesn't take much to divine that I'm blind, to decide that I've tried to belong here too much. 18th May It's such a mysterious thing, how to sing, how to think that I might need to think a bit more than I think I do, never to think that I'm lost in a window pane gone in a second and back when I think of me back where I need to be back at the side of a ley line. I need to be gone in a second and gone to you, never to think that I'm gone with you, never to blink now I'm lost to you, now that I think that I've been here

Your Language

Y

Your Language

It's just vibrations in void. My problem is that I can't make you see just by staring at you hard enough.

All Will Be Well

A

All Will Be Well

Do what I say and you'll be okay. Follow the rules and all will be well. Do what I say and the others will pay. We'll go to heaven and they'll go to hell.
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The Song of Ivenjorr

T

The Song of Ivenjorr

Breathe still. Don't you move. For a dark magician, you don't seem troubled by the angel under you. Where will the seasons go? To the giant's bowels below. Why does the comfort disappear of the reddened leaves and snow? When your spell breaks the earth at the demon king's rebirth, will you recall the words we said before it all? Hold still. Make no move. There's a wizard in you who can't divine the catastrophe set loose. Where did the Heroes go? There's a thing that you should know: I will return. I will never let you go, and when my will breaks the earth at the demon king's rebirth, will you recall the words we said before it a

but

b

but

I am but. I am a voice in void. I am defenceless. Don't tell my soul. You smell like a snake. I am small. My body.

Now I See You

N

Now I See You

Now I see you Showing those strangers your chest And I'm hurt but I'm trying my best To see what you want me to see Just an ordinary Just a shadow, empty Just like everybody And the rose in the teeth And the thin gypsie thief On your beautiful teeth Curse curse curse curse

On Another World

O

On Another World

So you want to be adored Is there that feeling you just can't shake that you Should be in another world Where yellow strangers feel the same way you do To be on another plane That all the earthbound people just can't explain And they want to be adored But your new spirit won't come down to meet their demands

The Diary of Ana Pestic

T

The Diary of Ana Pestic

12th May I know that the whirlwind won't stop for me anytime soon but it's true that my soul's out of touch and it doesn't take much to divine that I'm blind, to decide that I've tried to belong here too much. 18th May It's such a mysterious thing, how to sing, how to think that I might need to think a bit more than I think I do, never to think that I'm lost in a window pane gone in a second and back when I think of me back where I need to be back at the side of a ley line. I need to be gone in a second and gone to you, never to think that I'm gone with you, never to blink now I'm lost to you, now that I think that I've been here

Your Language

Y

Your Language

It's just vibrations in void. My problem is that I can't make you see just by staring at you hard enough.

All Will Be Well

A

All Will Be Well

Do what I say and you'll be okay. Follow the rules and all will be well. Do what I say and the others will pay. We'll go to heaven and they'll go to hell.

The Song of Ivenjorr

T

The Song of Ivenjorr

Breathe still. Don't you move. For a dark magician, you don't seem troubled by the angel under you. Where will the seasons go? To the giant's bowels below. Why does the comfort disappear of the reddened leaves and snow? When your spell breaks the earth at the demon king's rebirth, will you recall the words we said before it all? Hold still. Make no move. There's a wizard in you who can't divine the catastrophe set loose. Where did the Heroes go? There's a thing that you should know: I will return. I will never let you go, and when my will breaks the earth at the demon king's rebirth, will you recall the words we said before it a

but

b

but

I am but. I am a voice in void. I am defenceless. Don't tell my soul. You smell like a snake. I am small. My body.

Now I See You

N

Now I See You

Now I see you Showing those strangers your chest And I'm hurt but I'm trying my best To see what you want me to see Just an ordinary Just a shadow, empty Just like everybody And the rose in the teeth And the thin gypsie thief On your beautiful teeth Curse curse curse curse

On Another World

O

On Another World

So you want to be adored Is there that feeling you just can't shake that you Should be in another world Where yellow strangers feel the same way you do To be on another plane That all the earthbound people just can't explain And they want to be adored But your new spirit won't come down to meet their demands

The Diary of Ana Pestic

T

The Diary of Ana Pestic

12th May I know that the whirlwind won't stop for me anytime soon but it's true that my soul's out of touch and it doesn't take much to divine that I'm blind, to decide that I've tried to belong here too much. 18th May It's such a mysterious thing, how to sing, how to think that I might need to think a bit more than I think I do, never to think that I'm lost in a window pane gone in a second and back when I think of me back where I need to be back at the side of a ley line. I need to be gone in a second and gone to you, never to think that I'm gone with you, never to blink now I'm lost to you, now that I think that I've been here

Your Language

Y

Your Language

It's just vibrations in void. My problem is that I can't make you see just by staring at you hard enough.

All Will Be Well

A

All Will Be Well

Do what I say and you'll be okay. Follow the rules and all will be well. Do what I say and the others will pay. We'll go to heaven and they'll go to hell.

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Book of Earth - Extracts (Updated 3rd May 2015)

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Book of Earth - Extracts (Updated 3rd May 2015)

Chapter 1 The White Door Tall, dark trees loomed before him, daring him in. A fierce attraction, a feeling inside of his heart had drawn him to the forest. He felt like an insect, impelled to dart straight for the nearest flame...but there was no flame. Beyond the first few rows of pines lay nothing but shadows: dense, grave, black shadows. Such a magical mind as his could not have resisted its call, even if he had wanted to.    Zindra stared into the wood, his eyes glistening red as rubies, burrowing into the darkness. The only lives he observed were those of the plants before him; no animals had been here in a long time. All he heard was
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Pokemon Rescue Centre - Entry 1

Pokemon Rescue Centre - Entry 1
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Artist // Professional // Literature
  • United Kingdom
  • Deviant for 12 years
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My Bio
Jacob Martin Peter Graham, born 11 June 1994.

I've achieved a Bachelor of Arts degree with First-Class Honours in English and Creative Writing from the University of Salford.

At the moment, I'm an in-progress novelist working on the first of at least six fantasy stories set on the Isles of Izgarv (above) and other continents in the same world. Since drawing is a huge hobby of mine, some sketches of the characters in my stories have been uploaded into my gallery. They can all be found in my folders. I hope to reach a professional standard so that I can illustrate my own novels.

I also do a bit of fan art/fiction. I'm a huge fan of Pokémon and The Legend of Zelda, so you'll find some of that in my gallery.

I really hope you like my writing and illustrations!

Favourite Movies
The Road to El Dorado, The Emperor's New Groove, The Lord of the Rings
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
James (the band), The Waterboys
Favourite Writers
Christopher Paolini, J.R.R. Tolkien, Lloyd Alexander, Angie Sage, Joseph Delaney, Stephen King, C. S. Lewis
Favourite Games
Kirby, Pokémon, Zelda, Fire Emblem, Metroid, Mario, Super Smash Bros., Tekken, Elder Scrolls
Favourite Gaming Platform
Nintendo 3DS
Tools of the Trade
The mind everlasting and unbinding: a rabbit hole down which to tumble, ready to stumble out of time, to write a painting, to paint a rhyme.
Why does the drive to write only come at night?
In a moment, a dog sees the reflection of a television in the window, looks from one to the other, and back to one and back to the other, and then to you. And you can see it in his eyes. He's thinking something. He's thinking, There's more than I can...

Girl At The End Of The World

Girl At The End Of The World

The Girl and John The Dual Narratives of GIRL AT THE END OF THE WORLD by James Bitch Say no to everything I ever once did love Say no, I could never, ever, ever be enough Let me introduce you to our protagonist, driving along a precarious road around the side of a mountain with a very long drop into the sea on one side. He’s on his way down south, on a quest for a fresh start, and as he drives he thinks about the events and decisions that have led him to this monumental turning point. His name is John, and with a retrospective question he sets a frame for the story he’s about to recount—“Love my sons; I love my wi

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