elmer7780
Lv3
Guy who writes. Sometimes art.
2023-01-10 JointUnited States
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elmer77803mthCommentéMiles out, Lecia is at a loss as she stares blankly ahead within her kitchen. She holds a phone to her left ear, where Mike's sad voice passes through, bearing unwelcome changes.- elmer77804mthCommentéBlinking, Mary cocks her head before gasping. "Oh, I see it! She's even wobbling!"
- elmer77804mthRépondu à That_Annoying_guy
Three!
Fire illuminates various robed figures within the darkness; its orange column possibly wavering to the strange chants of the members surrounding it. Although not all know what they're reciting, it is undoubtedly filled with deep, mysterious meaning. - elmer77804mthCommentéFirst cover (I can't find w/text currently): https://i.postimg.cc/PfgHG8Jj/invlayout1.png
- elmer77804mthCommentéSecond cover: https://i.postimg.cc/qgVjmrpP/MMMS2-resized.png
- elmer77805mthCommenté
New Version!
Long dark hair drapes a lady flowing in white, bound to a wooden pole among hooded figures that surround with torches in their hands. The orange glow of their fires illuminates her resigned smile, but without fear, she looks directly ahead. - elmer77807mthRépondu à DrojamCh 32 Marianne
- elmer77808mthCommenté
V3 - Reduced head size.
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V2 - Hands should be better.
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- elmer77809mthCommentéThe man sporting a rounder head, slight stubble, and brown eyes nearly matches that of her father; aside from the baldness, of course. At the age of thirty-eight-year-old, he's the youngest and only brother of her father's siblings. Other than his past of filling a wall with strange characters, one wouldn't be able to tell of anything wrong by looking at him.
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- elmer778010mthCommentéAs her shiny metallic goo falls to the grass below, it accumulates and twitches. It doesn't take long for a head to form, and to the chills of the audience watching, a groan.
- elmer778010mthCommentéLong dark hair drapes a lady flowing in white, bound to a wooden pole among hooded figures that surround with torches in their hands. The orange glow of their fires illuminates her resigned smile, but without fear, she looks directly ahead.
- elmer778010mthCommentéUltimately, the maternal love emanating from the two is simply too strong of a pull to resist.
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- elmer778011mthCommentéFor now, he can only wait patiently as the sounds of fabric rustle within. After some heavy anticipation, the door creaks open, revealing a bashful Mary who sports a semi-formal attire borrowed from Anne. Her mouth quivers with a mix of shame and delight as she leans against the doorway.