The TreeThe tree gave off a bronze-gold, leafy texture, slowly turning hazel in the sun and moonlight.The Tree by fantasylover103
The grass was fading brown in the warm, warm air and the clouds began to cast unhappy shadows. The winter's first chill was sweeping through the land, slowly, softly, but surely. Sunlight began to dry away into nonexistence and the world began to slowly freeze.
The shyest of winds tickled the very sides of the trees but but soon they grew braver, bolder and began devouring sunlight and comfort whole.
The leaves were struggling to hold themselves together, with faulty attempts to hide the strains of brown in their dying green splendor. The trunk groaned at every passing wind, feeling more and more of it's leaves crumbling away to autumn dust.
It thought of days long past, where it had stood long and proud on rich, grassy soil and the butterflies danced. Birds had laughed and played in it's branches and flowers in every shade bloomed healthily besides it. Ivy had hugged it's trunk and whispered
The Pool of EnlightenmentAt the bottom of two hills there was a clean little pond surrounded by sweet grasses and wildflowers.The Pool of Enlightenment by fantasylover103
The hills were very picturesque, with long untamed grasses and tall trees with elegant limbs. Rabbits frolicked playfully in the wildflowers and the squirrels quarreled noisily with the birds in the treetops.
When dawn rose over the two hills a traveler could sigh at the golden light that heightened the magnificence of the majestic landmarks. The sunlight would leak and stream through the trees, craeting a deep current that dappled itself lazily among the ivy and wildflowers.
All night when the stars peered down noiselessly and yet curiously from their warm blanket of night moonlight would illuminate secret paths full of blossoming wild roses and stark white daisies for secret lovers to take. Willow trees would sway lazily and wild jasmine would lay itself flat against sighing, kind rocks.
It was in mid-afternoon when she, the most innocent beauty, came.
She came in a pure white dress
The Picture and The Book Ashes glittered brightly within the furnace, shattered remnants of singular letters was all that was visible. Glowing embers smoked slowly slowly through the deathly gray material and burning bits of paper floated like ghosts from out of the fireplace.The Picture and The Book by fantasylover103
Heavy crimson curtains had been clawed at hazardously but without success and all that managed to be accomplished was a gray dull light that shot out through the long window panes.
Furniture had been tossed around madly, splinters and broken glass lay scattered against the dark wooden floor along with dark red scraps of battered silk. Flowers wilted slowly in pools of water and crimson stains had dried itself against the dark wooden floor.
Next to the smoldering fireplace sat a slumped figure of a young girl. Ripped out pages and ashes surrounded her like a field of flowers and her hands were the colors of deep, mournful roses. Large pieces of what looked to be something detailed and wooden were her cushion, and s
The Attic It was a shadowy room, with light that shifted to the wrong corners and dust that clamped itself over anything once important. The window curtains fluttered despondently along the wind's wavering current as if it were possessed.The Attic by fantasylover103
A soft dull light seemed to lay flat within this room always, and the wrong objects were always illuminated.
Intricate books bound in gold and silk lay underneath crooning jeweled boxes with mysterious powders dusted about it hastily. Cobwebs clung themselves against delicately carved boxes of sheet music, the shadows obscuring them and eyes instead lay against dark chests full of whispers that hissed of riches.
Crushed flower petals were scattered on the floor, dry and useless against tables laden with poisoned goblets and cursed necklaces that glittered attractively above hastily scribbled notes full of rare information that would change the course of the world if in the right hands.
The attic was a very famous room, locat
UntitledHAAAAAAAAPPY BIIIIIIIIIRTHDAY!*Deep breath*UntitledHAAAAAAAAPPY BIIIIIIIIIRTHDAY! by Unheard-Canon
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYY BIRRRRRRRRRRRRTTHHHHHHHDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY TO YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYOU
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYY BIIIIIIIIIIIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!
Happy birthday Yasmyn! May your creative abilities and drawing skills never fade.
BirhtdaysDue to my throat hurting from Yasmyn's birthday....I shall still *cough* try to singBirhtdays by Unheard-Canon
Happy Birthday *cough* to you
Happy Birth*cough*day to you
Happy Birthday to Maja and Yuna!
Happy birthday to *cough* yooooou
May your drawings, quirkiness and sweetness never fade Maja
And May your creativity, writing, and kindness continue on as well Yuna.
The Cosmic SymphonyBroken streets of battered goldThe Cosmic Symphony by LittleStarKid
Memories and youth entwined
The wisest ones were never sold
Collected bits of grandiose time
Throughout the barren hostel halls
Upon the precipice of gods
Above a world, the masses sprawl
The salvaged segments of the flaw
Each mortal creature great and small
Which clings steadfast to flesh and wine
Great nescience is what we call
Unspoken words of humankind
Beyond myopic, youthful hearts
Unmindful of the oldest song
Back where the gentle music starts
All fleeting notes will soon be gone
The lust of time, it ravages
Each grain of otiose ocean sand
The craftiest of savages
Will yet rejoin their holy land
happy birthday to meAnd to :iconfantasylover103: may she have a good day.happy birthday to me by kittimitti
I'm planning on doing a redraw of one of my old drawings, but which one?
So, which of my old drawings would you like to see in my new style/improved.
(Please don't request one with several pictures in it)
I HAVE been a part of a great show where youth from all the city's in "salten" come together to act, play music, sing and dance in a super performance called "the salt voice" or " the well-known saga from 9 998 000 years b.c"
I was a soldier, who's job was to terrorize the people of the land.
Fgifhghj I HAVE to tell you more about this it's so awesome im Donna draw it!
Hi, my name is Yuna! I hope your visit to my page was well worth it!
My beautiful dA family
fantasylover100 is my brother.
yasmyn64 is my sister. :3
RadiantIncandescence is my dancestor in law. He dances better than me. Dancestor does not mean descendant who is your ancestor in law. Nope. He's also a king. (self-proclaimed.)
ChristmasTheKID is my giant pet wolf lion that sits in my backyard, eating cars and squishing mean neighbors while having tea parties as a hobby. XD
Unheard-Canon is my secret half brother six times removed from the family.
TheAngelicBliss is my other sister.
sherrykisaragi is my stalker. XD
Seminon is ma big sis.
Lynnae-Madison is my other other sister.
Angels8MySoul is my other pet that always follows me around. XD
kittimitti is my sister Queen thingy. Which makes my entire family royalty and none of them know it.
juiceinthetin is the abused hero who seems to worship his malicious deity Yuna.
Tell me if you wanna join!