Tight compression,
Deep repression,
Clenching of fists,
Bending of wrists,
Clacking of teeth,
Raging of seethe.
Boil,
Roil,
Fire,
Ire,
Clutch and stretch,
Rip and tear,
Hate and abate,
Grab and hold back,
Fling,
Sing,
Rend,
Bend,
Narrow eyes,
Hypnotise,
Forget and set,
Lost your bet,
Hit,
Spit,
Choke,
Strangle
Broken fists and catalysts,
Slit skin for your sin,
Cracked skull on your hull,
Lost will,
Deadly pill,
Slit wrists,
Torn fists,
Surrender
Leoric opened his eyes blearily. What? Where Where was he? He sat up slowly, paused, then stood. He was in a dark, unlit room, with no windows or sources of light. He frowned. How could he see at all without a source of light? The room was closer to dim as against outright dark. The walls, floor and ceiling were wooden, with several rotten planks. Three doors led out of the room. Leoric looked around, uncertain. He didnt recognise this place, but it felt oddly familiar. This doesnt look like any room in my house, he thought. What should he do? How did he even get here? Last he remembered, he had just fallen aslee
So, for anyone who Watches me for my art, I got news: I'm not gonna be submitting anything more to this page. I'll still be using DA to look at and Favourite things, but I won't be putting anything up myself. The gallery will be left as is. This is just for anyone who Watches me for my art. There'll be no more. That is all.
EDIT: I'm putting Memes up here. Deal.
https://www.piratequiz.com/
Your pirate name is:
Bloody Bess Kidd
Every pirate lives for something different. For some, it's the open sea. For others (the masochists), it's the food. For you, it's definitely the fighting. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate. Arr!
Finally back, finally got internet. Took long enough...
It's always a pain to come back and have to go through the billions of deviations that stacked up, but ah well. I deal.