If your hair is the sun Then your skin is an ocean Your scars are the waves And your freckles are the stars reflected Maybe your mind is gravity And maybe you’re everything to me.” ––– you might not be the universe, but you don’t have to be anyway
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If your hair is the sun Then your skin is an ocean Your scars are the waves And your freckles are the stars reflected Maybe your mind is gravity And maybe you’re everything to me.” ––– you might not be the universe, but you don’t have to be anyway
They say everything it happens for a reason, You can be flawed enough, but perfect for a person. (x)
Finally finished colouring.
New icon~ Finally...! C:
“But Loki, dammit, don’t run towards a forest fire! You hear me? Come back!”, Neen called out to him. Loki heard her running steps, following him. However, when he turned around, she was gone. He stopped dead on his tracks und turned around, running back, looking for her. Maybe she fell somewhere on the way? “Neen?!”, he screamed desperately. He searched the whole way up to the giant root she’d sat on just a few minutes ago, before she tried to stop him. The redhead was nowhere to be seen. When he looked left, he saw her bag on the earth, like she dropped it or something. Has she fled? But why? From what? „Neen, this is not funny! Come on out, okay?“ He had now realised that they were late to return tot he meeting point. Only half an hour left, they had needed longer than an hour to get here. Wait. Was this some metallic rattle from somewhere inside that menacing rock in front of him?
He listened closer. No, there was nothing. Loki took a deep breath. “Neen!”, he cried one last time, now really worried. Not even a bird was heard. The forest around him was still. Dead silent.
Reasons everyone's gonna hate my book once it gets published: PREDICTABLE PLOT TWISTS!
I know I posted one of them already but I wanted to have my favourite freckled adopted siblings in one post (´^`)// I already stated that Neen's design here isn't very accurate but FRECKLES