#onceler-hills

[y72leraskblog]

Thneeding Succeding! (1974)

[rafatello]

well well, I missed Natia, my precious woman

Besides the changes of moved to Onceler-Hills, Natia is looking straight to embrace the new life with optimism and bravery

Draw warm pictures helps me to cheer up TuT

[rafatello]

Doodle

I just read the book again jsjs

For first time I tried some random color for background instead of just one flat color

[rafatello]

Doodles doodles doodles

I offer little doodles

[y72leraskblog]

Taking a risk to follow a dream is a double-edged sword, you don't know if you will fail or succeed. It is like constantly watching a coin flip in the sky without knowing which side will come out in your favor.

For a long time, I believed that avoiding such an ambiguous path as pursuing a goal would keep me safe, not realizing that I was actually consuming myself in a hopeless pit.

When I returned from a visit to a resort with my sister, my mother did not hesitate to discipline me for this rebelliousness.

Behind my desk, she forced me not to leave my seat until I had finished a thousand and one stitches.

I didn't know if I would stop listening to the sound of my needles clashing before I saw my freedom again.

But in a sudden epiphany, I knew what I had to do, it was my life after all, and I was not going to let my flame go out like that.

Well... I've flipped the coin and there's no turning back now.

[y72leraskblog]

H-Hi I was thinking if I-I could see y-your mother. B-But is s-she cool with you? *she asked while blushing heavily*

[y72leraskblog]

It was a casual day when the RING RING! of the phone rang in the house

I wasn't expecting it! when I answered the call, my little brother was shouting out on the other end bragging

[Calling all Ler family! I'm getting rich and the business is on fire!!]

[Beep! Beep!]

...

There was no hello, no goodbye, not even "At-ler forgive me for leaving you"

I annoyingly hung up the phone so much so that my siblings turned to see me, I filled them in on the news as they looked at me in disbelief.

—Did he not die of starvation? —

—Did he not die swallowed by wolves? —

—It is a miracle! He said it! we'll win over a million!!!!—

...

I was not going to oppose their desire to be rich, I wanted to see his face to punch him, and so we all went to pack our bags to leave the house.

After Onceler left us without donkey and wagon, Apa managed to buy used cars two years ago, and we drove them without our parents' permission, all piled up like beans in a jar, while Moma-ler stared at us from afar.