under cut, i'll think you will laugh i did

[=#357EC7]In a faraway world, there is a grand city. In that grand city, there is a series of rooms. Only two people, one a priest and one a doctor, have ever gone in and out of those rooms. The resident came in once, when he was an infant; the plan is, he will never leave.

His name is Taran. His veils are his sacred shields, covering him from head to foot. If anyone saw him, his guardians tell him, it would only bring misery. Even with the veils, only they are pure enough to look upon him. To step beyond the curtain guarding him from the world would only invite disaster. He knows this.

But here he is tonight, standing in a white room, silver in the moonlight. The torches are out, and the only windows, letting in streaks of moonlight, are on the other side of the curtain. In the darkness, only the little glowing beads on the edges of his robes provide him light.

On the curtain before him is the sacred crest of the grand city. On the other side is the world.

“Go,” he whispers to himself. “No force can stop you. Go.” He clutches the velvet curtain in both hands, willing it back with his shoulders and back, but finding his elbows, his weak hands, unable to finish the motion. He’s trembling. Strangely, he feels the azure eyes of the god of the city on him then, wide eyes, ashamed at what he was about to do, asking him if he was willing to risk all his happiness, all this peace, for those streets.

He wasn’t. He can’t. In the end, he’s just too frightened to be outside. The one little step just seems too long, and the thought of the noise of even a quiet city night makes him feel sick.
His veils rustle around him as his figure sinks into his robes and falls to his knees.

Test blog. Don't track/post please x)

Yess! Z is making screenshot edits 8D lol

i need to do somehig so i'll do an art request. you just need to do this.

1) post a bio or a reffrence
2) write a pose
3) tell me how many deers there shal be i the picture (and post there reffrende)


hope any o you ae interrested

Okay, here you basicly post one word, to form a story c:
Rule: real words please xD

"The Game.
You will forget pancake shoes that explode bananas at this planet which needs love because the camels kill your toes.
Dear isolating deer, your the most funny apple in my planet.
Once I killed my arm with a spoon that did something while I sang Born this Way and ate Beef.
Justin Beiber with sause is tasty and square taste although disgusting.
Virgil began fighting while Gehirn sang Baby Baby and danced like jumping Virgils Frogs.
Then BAM and slam, dead."

Here we go~

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Please join me in posting one a day. This is a challenge to encourage you to work on your craft every single day.

This is a thread for everyone. This is for you.

How did I take so many screenshots the past week? o_o

My room is a cave.
Shrouded in persistent perpetual darkness.
I feel safe here, wrapped up in my own securities.
Light tries to claw through the rippled, faded walls.
But I cover it with another shadow.
Curtains, woven from blood red thick fabric filter the light from outside.
Why darkness? I don't know.
Maybe I just wish to be found...