not evil anymore i want to be loved now
evil again
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Product Placement
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Not today Justin

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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JBB: An Artblog!

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Love Begins

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@voids-humble-works
not evil anymore i want to be loved now
evil again
are my prophetic visions a joke to you
de•throne
(diˈθroʊn)
v.t.
-throned, -thron•ing.
to remove from a throne or position of power or authority; depose.
It's green, perhaps not always but it is green. A city, raised from the ashes of the fallen gods of the previous kingdom. It is built on corpses but oh, it is glorious.
Outside the walls, there is nothing but ruins. Only the outcast, the imperfect creations, live in there. "Flawed beyond cure, they are not worthy of the perfection of Heaven."
Inside, there is gold. The guards stand at the gates of the Palace. The perfection must be protected and the flawed must be kept away from the gold.
The White Hall stands as a showcase of a mighty weapon. The future king watches the city and what is beyond the walls from a window, unable to reach out to help.
The city is tired of being perfect.
When the false king fell, city of gold welcomed The Night Prince with open arms.
The walls must fall, the prince said. Outcast must be accepted. The corpses must be buried.
Nothing stays perfect but oh, imperfection was beautiful. The Promised Land had never been this stunning.
Storm clouds came and soon it rained on gold.
When War came, Heaven knew which side to take.
trying to get your story together like:
Explaining your story to a willing ear:
“I really like your story! is there more?”
“I like this character, is there more about them?”
When they ask “What happens next?” and you haven’t figured it out yet.
When you have figured things out but you haven’t written/drawn anything yet, and trying to figure out how to:
Not one addition is incorrect for my story. 😅