Well it's the last week of the premium membership so I decided to do something nice,
To feature all my watchers because they deserve it!
So lets start
The rain within...
There was nothing outside but rain. I stood by the window, counting the drops and wondering just how many fall in between two heartbeats. Clouds were looming over the city, leaving no trace of the blue sky. I knew it must still be out there, just as the Sun is as well, but at this moment, I felt nothing but the rain; saw nothing but the grey.
The world outside didn't seem to care. Occasional bird would still fly between the park and the roofs, looking for food for its young. Branches moved in silence, touched by the cold, merciless wind. Earth itself lived on as if nothing has happened, and that hurt me more than anything else.
I reached in
Grains of DustCarefully picking grains of dust
I wish to collect so many
So I could use it to build a statue of a man
And by a single breath, destroy it
Wednesday, 15th April
"Geesh, would you hurry up!", yelled a tall dark haired girl to her two best friends. Another girl was laughing at the girl being yelled at. "You would think that after two years you would be used to the stairs by now, Jem."
By now the two dark haired girls could see Jemma huffing and puffing up the stairs. "Come on! Do you two really want to be late on our first day of school? The bell went almost 5 minutes ago!" the first girl cried frantically.
She was starting to literally push the other two through the hallway filled with other students, all talking loudly about their holidays. They finally made it to th
Faring far and wide ,
His sword by side ;
Never resting elsewhere than the wild ,
Light footed and keen eyed.
His only friend was beast and bird ,
Tree and stone his only home ;
The blood of Numenor in him was all but gone.
Proud and grim ,
All in one ;
He answered to noone...
Burning...She was hope for the tormented souls and for those who - treading the path of darkness - committed horrors of the night
She was like a storm, like a mighty wave, inspiring humanity from the swamp of stagnation
She was beauty and ugliness, last resort, and the curse of millions.
When she paced, the fire was behind her, devouring the souls of little ones
When her rippling laughter rose above the heads of the chosen, was heard as the announcement of the war and the joy, beauty and destruction
When you condemn her, you yield, when you loved her, died ...
but at the same time ... you all wanted it, or condemn, or love
She was a river, carry
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Well some of my watchers are not active but however I thought it doesn't mean I don't need to share their art as well.
And of course I want to thank everyone for supporting me and following my creations, keep up the good work guys