Marc Fishman - La Belle Dame Sans Merci
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Marc Fishman - La Belle Dame Sans Merci
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MY INTENTIONS ARE PURELY INNOCENT AND INVOLVE NO NECROMANCY
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we probably all know a creature with "raven hair and ruby lips" and chances are, "she’s a restless spirit on an endless flight.“
[[ exodxs oh god i thought about putting something in your ask box about mara’s death or something but i just couldn’t do it i’m too weak omg]]
Mae Clarke showcases her multitasking skills while knitting and smoking in Waterloo Bridge (1931).
A supernatural creature, just wandering the city at night? Weren’t there organizations for this? She could have been another demon, in which case Mara didn’t want to get involved, but she could also be a vision, or even a ghost - she knew most humans didn’t see ghosts, so there was nothing to worry about, right?
But all three of these things could still be big trouble, seen or unseen; and she wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep knowing she was out there... So, grabbing a jacket, she went downstairs. Maybe she’d already be gone by the time she got down there; and then Mara could at least rest assured she would have done something.
But she was there, and Mara suddenly found herself without courage. She may not have been the most menacing thing she’d ever seen, but making Mara nervous was not exactly a difficult task.
She took a step back against the wall of the building, wondering whether or not she’d even noticed she was there, and whether or not she should hurry back inside.
[[just a quick lil easter thing. CHURCH DRESS]]
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[[YOU DIDN’T FORGET TO MENTION ME IN YOUR FOLLOWFOREVER OMG IM LIKE CRYING YOU ARE WAAAAYYYY TOO GOOD TO ME... JFC
THAT’S HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU oh my GOD like semi-famous?!! you have like this amazing blog with this really whole sense of lore and Exodus is so well developed and your threads and stuff are just so like... in all directions just so interesting and FULL like it’s like I’m just in the corner with no text or story just little doodles like “where did i go right to deserve getting to interact w/ this amazing person holy crap”
i’m so happy you like the drawings & stuff I do like they are SO fun to draw together you’re totally right about them fitting together like this little yin and yang..
omg like yes. yeah. I love you too for ALL TIME!]]