commission for kalon & kharma >v<)

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commission for kalon & kharma >v<)
Queen Kharma gif I made
It kinda sucks ngl lmao
focus! cringetober day 11: vocaloid
Challenge #04615-L231: No Expectation of Reward
You are an elf, why should you help us?
"It has been a millennia, and you still believe the war rages?"
After what WE suffered? Our people have kept hidden here since our ancestors came to flee your chains!
"I was not one who chained you, ones like me let you free."
You're going to have to prove it.
"I think my friend and I can help. Please, it's time to let the hate finally end and come back into the light. You've lived here, in fear and darkness, far too long." -- Anon Guest
It was one of those little places that had been isolated from the rest of the world for an uncertain amount of time. Peaceful, idyllic, and entirely undeserving of the impending disaster billowing towards them. Wraithvine got ahead of it in the nick of time, expending all hir magical capability to halt it before he could harm the little vale.
Viewed from a safe distance - say, the central marketspace of the main town - it was quite the lightshow.
Iminar had been trying to hustle hir children further from the literal cloud of doom. Ze could only carry two of them and had to hustle the rest along. Praying that the rest of the panicking crowd wouldn't step on anyone. She'd looked back to yell at Luda, who was dawdling, and slowed to goggle at it. Just like Luda had.
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kharma/awesome kong <3
Awesome Kong
Smash
Pass
Metaphorical Buddism
In a garden of whispers, where the winds softly play, The petals of longing fall, carried away. A stream runs through, with waters so clear, Washing the stones of sorrow and fear.
Beneath the great tree, its roots deep in the earth, Each leaf is a breath, each moment a birth. The birds sing of stillness, their song without end, Inviting the heart to break and then mend.
A lantern of wisdom lights the winding road, Shedding burdens of ego, lightening the load. Step by step, we wander, yet remain in place, In the mirror of silence, we glimpse a new face.
No chains to be broken, no battle to win, Just the dance of the breeze, the peace within. And in that sweet garden, where all things align, We bloom with the stars and dissolve into time.