“Man the battlements! NOW!” Roland shouted to his men over the din of the chaos that was the courtyard, and set off through the doorway and up the red-carpeted stairs, not looking to see if they followed. He knew they would.
The tower shook once more as another shell landed far too close for comfort. As Roland was dashing up the ornate circular stairs, the small group of hand-picked Vindicators thundering up the steps behind him, he couldn’t help but wonder what the ground looked like below, if there was anything left of it. When they finally reached the top, his legs protesting, yet another blast caused him to miss a step but a hand grabbed his sleeve in time.
Still got a backlog of photos I want to add, some that I never even published to DA. So I’ll make a queue for the coming weeks with material, while I work on making new stuff. I’ve picked up an old novel I want to finish, and the first chapter will probably make it here when it’s done.
This is one of my favourite works, showing off my wonderful brother in all his splendor. He noted that the eye color wasn’t entirely realistic, but he didn’t complain… This photo is six years old. (Holy shit, I need a new camera.)
‘Cause I’m buurning, I’m buuuurning, and it’s all because of youuuu! Because of you-oo-oo…
Made this ages ago but heck, might as well upload it for the kicks, and maybe get going again. (Haven’t updated in what, 2 years?) It’s spring and I want to create stuff!!! :D
Final Fantasy: Advent Children and No Bravery by James Blunt.
I found this old gem while looking through my earliest Youtube videos. My first ever music video, and still the best one I’ve ever made.
Shot with an iPhone 3GS. I just upgraded to a 4S, so pics are coming. Just like winter.
Journey, or On The Platform.
I delay one day, but don’t say I have to pay to stay on my way. Will be on time next weekend, was occupied otherwise yesterday. Until then, feel the tree’s loneliness. Go on, you know you want to hug it.
I told you there would be Omaticaya.
I have returned! Updates will finally resume. First off is this old photo that was just waiting to be published. Pretty, innit? ^_^ Next week, there will be Omaticaya. Stay tuned.
This was a school project last summer. Hastily done, and could have used a lot more work. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy it.
*The song Session belongs to Linkin Park and Warner Bros.*
It is Sunday night, and a boy is running for his life. The boy’s name is Marcus. There is no one behind him, nor is there anyone in front of him. Nothing moves in the street except for the boy, and no sound is heard other than the thumping of his shoes on the asphalt. The August night is chilly, and calm, with a hint of rain coming in from the south. Marcus does not think, nor does he feel anything, he acts purely by instinct; the instinct to survive. That instinct will fail him. He will run and run until his lungs are on fire, whereupon he will stop, and stopping will let the fear catch up. Fear causes panic, and panic causes bad decisions. Insane fear leads to extremely bad decisions. Not only the fear will catch up with the boy, but also the past; the yesterday he would wish had never happened, had he been able to think. It is Sunday night, and a boy is running to his death.
Smoke on the water…
Last Sunday’s extra post has been delayed to this Sunday, due to fluctuations in the space-time continuum. Yeah, I don’t really know what that means either.
Between Heaven and Earth.
I spent the last week in Štip, Macedonia, for a training course. Which is why there was no update last Saturday. I’ll make something more tomorrow to amend that!
Also note that this is a raw image, with no digital work on it. I just wanted to get an update out today, and didn’t have time to wait for my slow computer. But I think it’s pretty good as it is. :)
Autocannibalism. It’s not perfect, but kind of amusing still. :3
Collab time! Credit for the component images goes to Peewee, or KiDang. :)