i know when donald left for his (EXTREMELY TEMPORARY) vacation with daisy della acted like he'd personally killed himself in front of her and complained hardcore about it the entire time he was gone and everyone who had to deal with her being Missing Presumed Dead for ten years was twitching
excerpt from my journal from a couple months ago that i definitely wrote in the middle of the night
"I've had so many miracles and so many instances where the Spirit has taken care of me I couldn't write them all. But an incomplete record is better than no record at all (RIP book of Lehi) so I will make some notes"
listening to little wind by haley hendrickx and max garcia conover and trying very hard not to think about arthur after isaac and eliza’s death. failing miserably
A 3D scene for today about my friends. An owl and a little mouse. It's like a video game. But a simple scene. Evening is falling. It's getting dark, and the world becomes so unusual and magical. The nocturnal animals wake up. Like the owl and the little mouse. They are kind and cheerful. They get up when other animals go to bed.
The owl flies to visit the bees. But they've apparently already gone to bed. We need to hurry. While the bees are still drinking tea in their hive, the little mouse is already standing below, next to the radish. And he waves to the owl.
Hello, owl! Good evening!
The owl is really so busy flying. And flying so high. That somehow she didn't notice the little mouse. And almost crashed into a tree. With the bees.
The little mouse came closer to the tree. And continues waving. A large, tasty radish is growing right here. It's already ripe. It's time for a snack. The mouse planted this radish here himself. It's growing quickly and well.
The mouse hops around and greets the owl cheerfully. The mouse has just woken up. He has a little house right here. Such a cheerful little house on the hill. Almost like a tree house. Also round. And with round windows.
The owl is already very close. It seems we managed to catch it in time. The bees aren't as big as the owl. And there are a lot of them. They're still drinking tea in their hive. They have little houses like this one on every tree. And just think! Where to look for them? It seems they're living here now.
A wonderful evening. The evening is just beginning. A rare moment. I managed to meet my daytime friends. Sometimes there's so much going on that you forget to see them. You have to see them right away—as soon as you wake up. Otherwise, they'll just go to sleep. What a calm and dark evening. So cozy. The night will definitely be just wonderful. A slight breeze blows. And silence.
Just now the owl noticed the little mouse. There he is. A friend. Already awake. Excellent! So much interesting stuff lies ahead! We can sit in a tree. On a branch. Overgrown with moss. And chat about this and that. Who dreamed what. And who will do what.
What a wonderful night lies ahead! And here's the moon, too! Shining brightly for everyone. Like a night lantern. We still need to walk further into the forest. There's a bunny, a wolf cub, a bear. Also friends.
Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more.
i got so ticked off about people repeatedly making goldie "lets ditch the eleven year old in the swamps" o gilt into some sort of instinctual maternal figure in lieu of della that i was like screw you guys goldies gonna be reduced to a sick little kid and im putting della in charge of her well-being. and she's gonna be good at it because SHE'S GOOD AT BEING A MOM
