Hope Beyond

This is the home of Hope Beyond, a mixed-media magical realism story about a girl, her adoptive sister, and their next-door neighbor, a retired soldier. It’s a story about recovery and letting yourself heal, confronting and working through your trauma, and making the world a better place through kindness, compassion, and hope, because I think the world needs a few more stories like that. (At least I do). It's part comic, part diary entries, and part novel. I hope you enjoy :)  ♡ Maybe consider supporting me? ♡ Main Blog: @Siarven

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I finally managed to finish the first half of the prologue of Hope Beyond :’))

There are some familiar creatures in there, from the inktober arts for example :D 

Since zooming is hard with tumblr, below is a closeup collection thingy, not sure how much better it works, though XD 

If you want to see the entire thing at its full resolution (please do, there are SO MANY DETAILS), I uploaded it at deviantART because that allows proper showing :D

Tags below the cut (of both Hope Beyond and art taglist) <3 If you want to join/be removed from either, please tell me!

@madmoonink | @wilde-writing | @prismalicht | @sincerestaffect | @romenna | @paper-shield-and-wooden-sword | @asttralhell | @raiswanson | @kittensartswriting | @fynniana | @lynnafred | @klywrites | @lady-redshield-writes | @tabbykatwrites | @ettawritesnstudies | @consciousdreamz | @writingwordsanddrawingpictures | @necros-writings | @asherscribbles | @stardustscribes | @timefirewrites

@random-stuff-thrown-into-a-pot​ | @randooooooooooom​ | @lynnafred | @splendid-starry-skies | @thatwriternamedvolk | @sancta-silje

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INKTOBER DAY 05 - Build

my other inktober art | about hope beyond

If you don’t have wings yourself you will have to build some from the material available to you!

Alia but how Morgan sees her, for once :3

It’s also the first inktober art this year I’ve drawn with my trusty nib pen! I missed it :’)) 

Inktober tags: @writingwordsanddrawingpictures​​ @kittensartswriting​​ @afragilestrongsoul​ @ettawritesnstudies

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INKTOBER DAY 3 - Bait

My other Inktober Art

473 words.

The sun tickles Alia awake when it’s not even 6AM and she knows even before she opens her eyes that Morgan will kill her if she tries to wake her now.

Why did Morgan put my bed in this corner of the room if she hates it when I wake up early?! It’s not my fault when the sun tells me to! 

She sneezes and then sits up, blinking in the bright light. Then she sneezes again.

What am I supposed to do now?, she wonders, trying to suppress the third sneeze, but it doesn’t work. The bed is warm and soft and truly inviting, but the world outside of it is even more so, and there’s little Alia can do against its allure.

“I could… draw…”, she says dubiously, just to test the strength of the words out loud, but even as they leave her mouth she knows that today isn’t a day for drawing.

Today is a day for … something else. But what?

(the rest and the inktober tag list are below the cut!)

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INKTOBER DAY 04 - (Brain) Freeze

my other inktober art | about hope beyond

I wanted to write another small short story thing tonight but then I sat down and thought up cat names (with the help of @romenna and @raiswanson <333 ) for Morgan’s cats and I love them so much, so I will share that with you instead XD They really reflect her purrsonality very well x)

Morgan is a proud crazy cat lady, and is currently owned by five rescued cats:

Purrseus, usually just called Purrcy. He is the bastard up there, and Morgan is 120% certain that he’s very much at the top of the “likely to plan world domination” list. This is the precise moment that he knows how he will bring it about, by the way: through ice cream!!! [dramatic gasp]

Schrödinger. A black and white cat who loves hiding under the bed, and especially in cardboard boxes. What else is there to say? Hmm, she’s the second-youngest and loves play-attacking the others, especially from hiding places where she’s invisible until she strikes. Morgan still feels like she managed to put her entire essence into her name. 

Thunderpaw. She’s the youngest and was named by Alia. Enough said. White, very long, fluffy fur. She’s mostly just cute and loves to cuddle with Alia. Or play. Or sleep. Alia is sure that she can see her creatures, too. Morgan is half-certain that the two of them somehow bonded, even if she’s not sure how that would’ve worked. 

Catastrophe, often just lovingly referred to as “CAT!!!!!”. He loves stealing food, and is Very Good at breaking into any room, any drawer, and any cabinet if it contains any. Morgan thought about naming him Houdini because he’s also very good at breaking out of things if there’s no food there, but Catastrophe fit so much better. He is black from his whiskers to the tip of his tail. 

Blacky. Blacky is the oldest of the five, the grandma, so to say. She mostly sleeps, and loves to sleep on people. Especially when you need to leave. (She has a superpower that helps her determine when it’s the least fitting, Morgan is sure of it.) But she purrs so loudly and had such a miserable life before Morgan saved her, so she can never say no. Blacky is a calico, with a white, orange darkish grey-brown coat. Morgan is very pleased with this name, especially because Catastrophe is the black one. 

Inktober tags: @writingwordsanddrawingpictures​ @kittensartswriting​ @afragilestrongsoul​ @ettawritesnstudies​

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INKTOBER DAY 2 - Mindless

My other Inktober Art

Alia finds the creature in the woods, next to a re-awakened stream. Morgan can hear her sharp intake of breath, and when she turns around, Alia is half-kneeling, half-lying on the muddy ground, hugging something that for all intents and purposes doesn’t exist. 

She turns away, uncertain what to do, uncomfortable in the face of Alia’s strangeness. How do you deal with a 19-year-old who behaves like a 9-year-old, has survived a car crash and a coma, shouldn’t even be alive — and sees things that aren’t real? Can’t be real? That’s right. You don’t. … at least you try not to.  Dammit, I should be getting better at this stuff, I should—

But Morgan pushes the thoughts away, and tries to think of other things. Easier things.

It’s getting cooler every day, now, and the brisk autumn air carries the scent of dead leaves, and the sharpness of winter. Delicate, icy tendrils form intricate patterns on the rough bark of the trees, the stalks of dying grass and soggy leaves, melting with the new day’s arrival. It’s still fairly early in the morning, and usually Morgan wouldn’t even be awake yet, except that Alia’s a morning person. Because of course she has to be.  A sudden wind tears through the trees, making Morgan shiver; she pushes her hands deeper into the pockets of her hoodie and regrets most of her life-choices. Why did I think it was warm enough for a hoodie, again? There’s frost everywhere!

(and because this got kinda long, the second half is below the cut, and also my inktober taglist :3)

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INKTOBER DAY 01 - Ring 

This is “Tiny Mighty One” and her treasure, Precious. XD She will fight you hiss at you if you dare try and take it from her, but she will also purr if you pet her with a single finger, very gently. She likes hiding among the tall grasses outside, or sleeping curled around a mug of hot tea. Basically, she’s a mix of dragon and kitten :3 Phaedra named the ring because she loves LOTR, even if she herself can’t see Tiny Mighty One xD

As I might have mentioned elsewhere, this inktober all my art will be tied to my multimedia WIP, Hope Beyond (if you want to know more about it, here’s the introduction post), or you click on the “keep readiing”, I’ll put a basic description there, too! I will start writing it during NaNoWriMo, and Inktober is more or less the first concept/idea phase for the comic part of it :3 

All art will be either of the characters or the creatures! 

If you want to be tagged for my other inktober art (or the wip in general), I’ll gladly add you to the taglist :3  For now, I’m tagging my usual art and hope beyond taglist, but inktober is 31 images so please tell me if you want to be tagged for the other ones, too :3 Lists below the cut! 

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WIP Introduction: Hope Beyond

✿ Magical Realism | Hope Punk ✿ mixed-media story ✿ 3 POV characters ⇢ 3 types of chapters (limited perspective)  ✿ comic, novel (3rd person), diary entries (1st person) ✿ currently in the planning stage; to be started during Inktober and NaNoWriMo ✿ standalone, webseries/webcomic which I will update weekly once it gets rolling :3

WIP Page | Tag | Pinterest Board | Wordpress | Tumblr

Hope Beyond is about a young imaginative girl, her (adoptive) book-and-cats-loving sister, and their next-door neighbor, a veteran who loves to paint with Bob Ross. It’s a story about recovery and letting yourself heal, working through your trauma, and making the world a better place through kindness and compassion. (Because I need more stories like that ;W;)

After ten years on life support, ALIA’s awakening and subsequent (impossible) recovery are nothing short of a miracle. The problem? Lia’s family is dead. Her adoptive parents died in the car crash that nearly killed her, too, back when she was only nine. The only one she has left is Morgan, the adoptive sister she only knows from stories and pictures, who ran away from home and cut off all contact before Lia even got adopted. But all that doesn’t matter, because Lia has returned with a quest: To make the world a better place, one person at a time. Morgan will be the first, even if she doesn’t know it yet. (Good thing that Lia has Rhisíl, then, her Guardian snake from the dreamworld she spent the past ten years in…)

After watching Lia recover in less than half a year, MORGAN decides that this is obviously a sign. So she packs their things, quits her teaching position in the city, and moves out to the countryside with Lia and all 5 of her cats… to give this thing called “family” another shot, even if it’s a bit more unconventional this time around. Lia needs help if she’s ever going to fit into society, and (even if Morgan won’t let herself see it), she herself needs help, too. There’s a lot of built-up pain, rage, and guilt to work through, after all. 

It doesn’t take long to befriend their equally new next-door neighbor, a veteran in her late forties named PHAEDRA, who recently lost everything (including her job and a leg), and who is in desperate need of friends. Even if they come in the form of a strangely endearing, bouncy teen who behaves like a little kid and sees magical creatures everywhere, and a young bookworm/crazy cat lady, who is overwhelmed by suddenly having a child to take care of.  Actually, these two might be perfect. 

Sometimes a family is three weird women who have all been through hell. And five cats. And a huge (possibly imaginary) flying snake made of interlocking branches that only one of them can see. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

I’m SO! EXCITED! about this project and plan on starting with the art and the writing during Inktober and NaNoWriMo this year, as a sort of intense marathon session :’D Let’s see how that works out! also someone plz kill me why am I making another wip

About the POV characters:

ALIA NYX. COMIC. She sees the darkness in the world, but chooses to focus on the light and magic. She’s an optimistic ray of sunshine and suppresses all bad memories aggressively. She also sees creatures everywhere, because she’s brought the dream realm she created during her coma with her. Internally, she’s still 9, so that’s how she looks in her comics. (She’ll age slowly over the course of the story as she learns to deal with her trauma, until she reaches her actual physical age). Bby :’3

MORGAN. NOVEL. 3rd person. She’s aro-ace and until recently lived together with only five cats and a ton of books. She ran away from home when she was 16 after some bad encounters with her parents, and managed to become a teacher through a photographic memory, working several jobs, having somewhat understanding grandparents, and a general love for knowledge and teaching. She consists mostly of coffee, spite, guilt, and rage. She also doesn’t trust people. I love her so much

PHAEDRA. DIARY ENTRIES. 1st person. She joined the army after school, a decision influenced and supported by her family. She enjoyed the comradery (and the training, if not the fighting) so she stayed… until a year ago, when her whole platoon got blown up, she lost her leg, and was sent home. Disillusioned with the past, the army, and war in general, she’s finally moved as far away from her family as she could, hoping to start a new life somewhere else. Nowadays, she spends most her time painting because she watched Bob Ross on youtube and decided that it was the perfect therapy. (Her therapist agrees). Happy little clouds all the way. :’))))

If you want to be tagged in future posts, please tell me <3 tagging some of the usual peeps to get this rolling:

@madmoonink @wilde-writing @prismalicht @sincerestaffect @romenna @paper-shield-and-wooden-sword @asttralhell @raiswanson @kittensartswriting @fynniana @lynnafred @random-stuff-thrown-into-a-pot