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When I saw the images in my mind I thought it was a plan. A layout, a script that would be moved by my own hand. I couldn't see they were actually taking place, I didn't realize I was being shown what was already there. Makes me wonder why one interprets such things as fiction. In the end I realized cerrtain things are set in stone, like it or not. The water was cold for the first time, but the warmth and sound made up for it a thousand fold, like it generally is around here. An unstoppable force and an unmovable entity, made unmovable by it's own mind, and it worked.
When the time came, was one meant to pick up the weapon? leave it there? I'm sure it wasn't even a weapon before I made it one. It never truly backfired until I put my own hands on it. What I feared was only a script.
I thought I had stopped it before, now I'm dreading having to relive this scene again and again...even more problematic, last time it didn't  fight back.
My heart didn't ache anymore, I was left confused as to whether I should be concerned at all or not, given it was supposed to hurt. I can't even tell if it was the same being.
Turning it around seems like a very broad term. Can it be a wrong or a right instead? I can't affirm.
I chose to grab it. I hope I don't regret it, and I hope it's nothing but a draft in the end...
It was so long I didn't even remember the feeling, the warm breeze, the solitude, the silence. Was I nostalgic for something I never felt? The answer would come when one defines what feelings are, or what real even is at all. Not an easy task for this mind of mine. I have not failed to meet the test. Puny gods with people kissing their feet, as time distorts and space collapses,
what have I done?
What I feared, I have become.
Hey, that's what the song says.
This has been the last of the olden days.

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Type: Picture/Pinup
Published: 2 years, 4 months ago
Rating: Mature

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GratitudeAdvocate
2 years, 4 months ago
And the song remains the same, be that as it may...

holy shit, this is totally hardcore artwork! I find your description to be rather poetic as well, coinciding beautifully with the illustration as a whole.

Thanks for this insightful glimpse into total badassery! :D
ElfenSciuridae
2 years, 4 months ago
She stabbed herself with the blade? Damn, that is Samurai Hardcore!
kadeathnas
2 years, 4 months ago
my love, my baby
Mousarchy
2 years, 4 months ago
thats gonna leave a mark.
TPoE
2 years, 4 months ago
This surely is an awesome looking piece of art, great work on this one!

As for the subtext . . .
Silverdragon1111111
2 years, 4 months ago
I've been a silent fan for a long time. This is one of the most, if not the most, compelling pieces you've ever done. The text is incredible as well. You have done amazing work and I look forward to seeing more.

I bet you'd be an excellent author if you ever wanted to travel that path (it's difficult but fun once it's done).
NotHyperion
2 years, 4 months ago
can't believe i never replied to this. Thank you so very much <3
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