Mar 16
Going to Dorset again, so thought I'd post a couple old photos from 2024. This is Old Harry and his wife, taken on a boat tour from Poole Harbour 2.7.24
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Going to Dorset again, so thought I'd post a couple old photos from 2024. This is Old Harry and his wife, taken on a boat tour from Poole Harbour 2.7.24
I drew this in a hurry now:p Happy birthday 🎂
For: @drarrymicrofic
Prompt: Tightrope
Word Count: 131
Draco always loved the sea. Days spent lazing on golden sands, playing with sparkling waves beneath an endless day.
Harry watches with aged eyes as the waters crash into the shore. It’s freezing, and the sky swirls with dark clouds. An oasis turned hellish. Harry looks on as Draco’s favourite place destroys itself. A snake engulfing its own tail.
He feels lost, in the chaos. Never planned to come here alone. The beach blares with too much noise and not enough colour. Like it had sensed the change. Mourning with him. Violently.
He walks along the shoreline, waves lapping at his feet. One side, the world. The other, Draco. It’s a lonely thing, grief. Forced to walk the misery of life, when all he really wants is the peace of drowning.
@ian.explores
By Formgestalter
Handfast Point, Studland, Dorset, England
I bet Anne said someting along the lines that he looks like her with the hair, and Harry was like; mom seriously?!
Welcome to Hell 🔥
Part of the Scapegoat Story-Verse, the original tale that tells the beginning. Why do humans believe in a heaven and a hell? Why is God goo