Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 2
About ten minutes ago, he had finished with his charcoal had was moving on to the paint; he continued to paint, regardless of the noise.
Blood and Shadow- Chapter 2
The painted dog laughed around his mouthful of food. "you men of the north, so concerned about your honor." "honor has little to do with it." hybrin chuckled. "we both know that." "so you are ready to remedy the problem if one arises?"
Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 3
He glanced up every now and then, but zack seemed so focused on his painting. his eyes were narrowed in concentration and he seemed unaware of anything outside of his work.
Forge of Heroes - Mania
Svara cursed and kicked the dust, but the thrice-cursed painted dog was right. again. svara _hated_ being proven wrong. he hated asar. and he most _definitely_ hated when asar proved him wrong.
Paint the Town Red - Chapter 1
#1 of paint the town red "id?" barked a terrifyingly big doberman. his yellow eyes squinted down at the trembling teen, daring him to defy his authority.
Painting A Rainbow Heart Chapter 1
I turned from the self as I heard the electric doors slide open. My friend, Caylah walked over to me with a tear streaked face. Her eyes were big, and her hair was soaked from crying. "I haven't cried over a guy in eight months." She told me. I...
Flora: Painted Journey Chapter 3
When the painted bat had enough of their meal, she found herself a bit of body wash and applied it liberally until she was a bubble bat rather than a painted bat. once rinsed off, she found herself a towel and dried off.
Flora: Painted Journey Chapter 2
The painted gator took a step closer to the approaching hanged man and aria realized that meant she was getting closer to the danger.
Flora: Painted Journey Chapter 1
To complete it, she licked her claw and placed it on the page to call the affinities from the air to coalesce and become paint. when she was finished, she had a full painting rather than just a simple sketch and her pride swelled!
Just a Normal Study Session
To paint a portrait of glecion without her blindfold would be to ignore a very basic element of who she was, and would literally be painting a different person. "i guess it's not bad.
A Forge of Heroes - Ghosts
"Ah Kadjul," Svara muttered to himself, as he stood at the top of the hill. "There it is..." Before him, stretching off into the distance, was the massive city of Winterwrath. Once the biggest city in Arlea, Winterwrath was now nothing more than a...
To The Shrike
#3 of lyric poetry here's some ekphrastic poetry, with inspiration taken from a sumi-e painting done by legendary samurai, miyamoto musashi. the painting in question is titled shrike on a withered branch.