hey put down the gun, what are you thinking? you were someone’s son

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hey put down the gun, what are you thinking? you were someone’s son
Feathery Wings
Piece from a class :) had to pick a song/lyrics to create an illustration for, so I chose Feathery Wings by Voltaire. Love that song so much, its so so good and it has so much meaning to me.
full on melting over here... 🫠
Oh, I’m so sick and tired of…
The taste of tears
The sting of pain
The smell of fear
The sounds of crying
Feathery Wings by Voltaire
“...The taste of tears, The sting of pain, The smell of fear, The sound of crying, oh...”
Alastor’s voice echoed through the space, bouncing back and sounding like he was in many places at once.
“A long, long time ago, I fell to this place, From another dimension, And thrust among the beasts. And the way, they all behave, it borders on dementia! Now, through all the years, I can barely take it. I don’t think I can make it. Take me away from here! I want to go home! I’m so sick and tired of...”
“The taste of tears, The sting of pain, The smell of fear, The sound of crying, oh...”
“As you stand on the edge of your life, What do you remember? Was it all you wanted?”
(mostly @hellshost because dang it you punched the mun in the feels!)
Some doves were resting in my tree. It’s two parents and their three fledglings. The babies are still fluffy and about half the size of the adults, but they can fly. I see them practicing around my front yard, since there’s plenty of spots to flutter up to and perch where they’re safe. The one in between the parents is smaller and fluffier than the others, so I don’t know if it’s from a second clutch of eggs, or if it’s just a runt. They didn’t mind me getting pretty close to their branch, but I backed off when the parents started to really side-eye me and get more alert. I hate to force birds to fly when it’s so hot out and they need to rest and stay hydrated.
[☆♡] Had a purple aesthetic / color scheme [★♡] Was sphinx-like or cat-like [🌟♡] Was young or acted younger than their age [🌟♥] Nonhuman [🌟♥] Had wings [☆♡] Said wings were feathery [🌟♥] Had some control over / association with dreams [★♥] Had other magical abilities
ID 807905
Suggested Type: jaspersprite or jasprosesprite^2 from homestuck
~ Mod Gundham
What kintype do you think I could be?