The father seemed to be too hurt to wait for aid. Like he was going to finally die. I couldn't bear the thought with it, and I could see how the father's last force trembled in his hands, when he gave the baby in my hands.
Right then I knew there was no hope. I saw how these little birdformed angels flew away as I grabbed the child gently in my arms and pressed the cold, poor and innocent beauty against my chest... How the birds sang a sad melody. White and black birds.
They rise in the skies as I grow alone.I guess I really must apologize for how much my style changes. I don't like to point out my faults and stuff too much in descriptions, because it makes my fellow deviants unsure about themselves and gradually prevent them from submitting stuff.
Anyway screw that and I'm REALLY sorry that I'm a boring person to +watch, for I really have no stable way in things I draw.
But if you have +watched me for that, my
sincere thanks...<3 Dekhail © me&
`ChewedKandi has certainly gone out of her way to keep the vector community on the right path. Always making sure that her talents are infinitely scalable, Sharon has put her bezier curves to excellent use, and firmly anchored herself as an inspirational leader. We're absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for June 2013 to `ChewedKandi. Congratulations, Sharon! Read More
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ps. see ya next week, i'll bring some coffee if u promise to draw Mari and Mikhail for me :3 <3