Nine's not disappearing for good or anything, but you won't see him around until I'm motivated to play again. The forest is too laggy and my interest just isn't with TEF at the moment..
Yeah, that's the point. Nine's almost never in the forest these days. If I'm around at all, I'm usually in as 3, and that's not even much recently. I likely won't be here much, either.
It's been so long that I've been unable to say how I feel about your art Nine. Can I tell you that I feel like there is still hope out there for artists? You have no rules, you play with all the keys of music, even if it isn't your kind of song. You touch others without meaning to, a scribble done by you in five minutes could turn out to make the day for someone who glances at it in five seconds. Your bold pictures in black and whites are so easy to read and adore, while your softer slightly tainted images make hands want to reach out and touch such softness.
Please know that you have an admirer, even if she can only comment with her whole heart ever so often.
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I could do better.. *kicks
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Dear 3, Stop making me fret
Stop making me fret <3
Ps. your hands make beautiful things
Bintabits
It broke a few heart
You make me worry, Moss.
No worries, darlings.
I'm fine.
Nine's not disappearing for good or anything, but you won't see him around until I'm motivated to play again. The forest is too laggy and my interest just isn't with TEF at the moment..
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;^; this is lovely and sad at
this is lovely and sad at the same time
;-; See you soon, Nine.
;___; Beautiful
Beautiful though...hope to see you again someday~...
*grabby hands* Niiiine
Even though I never see you in forest, really... I hope you'll still visit the community site though <3
Yeah, that's the point.
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And this is where we go. It
It wasn't that he minded. It wasn't that he cared. It wasn't that he missed anything.
Beasts don't have feelings. Beasts don't give a damn.
Thus, there is no reason, no need, no explanation for the distant way his eyes seem to burn, staring at that one fixed point.
It's something only he can see. Something only he is aware of.
Stars have magnificent senses of sight; when you're that high up, staring down at the world, you start to develop eyes that can count hairs.
He had eyes like that. Pits of slow dying deaths, sparking and smattering.
At great distance, hanging by one life's last breath on a holly's sharp-pointed leaf...
...is a single, solitary piece of snow-white fur.
I swear, that boy has no
I swear, that boy has no sense of direction..
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Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiinne D'8
Don't fret, he's just uh..
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Oof, this is so pretty and
Niiiiiine... Take me with youuuuu... ;_;
Another mask has been
Another mask has been dropped...
It's been so long that I've been unable to say how I feel about your art Nine. Can I tell you that I feel like there is still hope out there for artists? You have no rules, you play with all the keys of music, even if it isn't your kind of song. You touch others without meaning to, a scribble done by you in five minutes could turn out to make the day for someone who glances at it in five seconds. Your bold pictures in black and whites are so easy to read and adore, while your softer slightly tainted images make hands want to reach out and touch such softness.
Please know that you have an admirer, even if she can only comment with her whole heart ever so often.