Prologue..
#1 of lunar _© all characters and storylines surrounding these characters belong to me, eben black.._ --- november. it was a month of mourning for me. it was the month that i had been abandoned.
Assurance..
I decided that today would be an ideal day for black clothing. i donned a black t-shirt, black jeans and black boots. i slipped on a long-sleeved black and blue striped shirt that was unbuttoned half way down.
Aggrivation..
Right now he was huddled in a black trench coat, black slacks and boots similar to mine. great minds and all that. he had a golden loop through one ear and grinned bright whiter than white teeth at me.
Recovery..
The man stood at six foot four, broad-shouldered, strong muscules strained against the black t-shirt he wore. he wore black jeans and black hiking boots. his green eyes narrowed when he saw me and snow together.
Relief..
#11 of lunar _© all characters and storylines surrounding these characters belong to me, eben black.._ --- i dreamed i was floating, floating in the middle of an open ocean. the peaceful, glacial surface smooth and untouched.
Pull of the Moon - Chapter 3
Phillip had donned a plain white t-shirt underneath a black waistcoat, a pair of black jeans and black boots, polished with a tiny silver buckle.
Passion of a Hustler -- Revised!!
**OK people, I've been lost in the beginnings of my art course at Uni, so I haven't been able to upload anything, but this weekend, I intend to start something big, and Passion of a Hustler shall be revised and redone. I'll leave the first two...
Beau - Chapter Ten
Another throne, except this one was done in black. black cushions, and black polished stone. the thrones were sat, back-to-back.
Beau - Chapter Eight
#4 of beau _© all characters and storylines involving said characters belong to me: eben black._ ~~~ i woke to the sound of the alarm ringing out. i grimaced and buried my face against the mound of pillows.
Beau - Chapter Six
#6 of beau _© all characters and storylines involving said characters belong to me: eben black._ ~~~ damian lead me for three blocks before we turned in and found a small, quiet, almost deserted bar.
Beau - Chapter Five
I had donned a simple dark blue shirt, a pair of black denim jeans with the knees ripped off, and a pair of black boots. a silver-buckled belt and a black wristband around one wrist.
Beau - Chapter Four
#8 of beau _© all characters and storylines involving said characters belong to me: eben black._ ~~~ the day rolled by and i remained dead to the world until around mid-afternoon.