#falling-

[jumpsparrow]

325. Falling dusk

[google-drawings-warriors]

I wanted the raindrops near his eyes to also look like tears? I don’t know if that comes across in the final design.

[jumpsparrow]

5. falling feather

i hate this drawing

anyways falling feather

[spiritusmeus-blog]

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@verita-s || accepting

Send 👻 to tell ghost stories with my muse.

“ I haven’t told anyone this before, but the church is most definitely has some uninvited guests that come across once or twice while no one is here.”

Elliot smiles, looking away as if he’s actually bringing up a memory he once stored. 

“Most of them are adults, old people to be specific. But there are some children that I see. I remember this young girl, her name was Julia. She told me I looked like her father.” Elliot looks away, still smiling. “I still don’t know if that’s a compliment or not.” He ends his sentence with a small chuckle. 

“But what she did say to me was rather.. intriguing to say the least.” His suddenly drift away, his face slowly settling into a frown. “She died very young. Six to be in fact.” He let out a sigh. Oh how the priest loathed talking about death, especially with children. “She fell down from a tree not too far away from here. You know, the rather large apple tree not too far away from the church. She just wanted to pick some so that both her daddy and mommy could make delicious apple pie.” He stops, his mind stuck for a moment. “It’s saddening really, that sometimes life is plucked out unfairly to people and especially to children.” 

Elliot looked down, his frown only deepening more. “I haven’t seen Julia since that day when she told me. But I can’t see that tree the same again. I’ve been thinking about cutting it down, but I don’t want to disrespect her.” 

He looked back at her, his eyes seemingly timid. It was quite difficult really, to come up with a ghost story on the spot. How do people make these things up on the fly and still be believable? He wasn’t sure at all.