November Monthly Giveaway! 50 Points! (WINNER)Winner ANNOUNCCEDD!November Monthly Giveaway! 50 Points! (WINNER) by ~mochatchi
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Thank you everyone who participated! There will be another giveaway next month! If you have any ideas for the next giveaway just comment below or note me ^^
It's time for another giveaway! yayy party >w< The winner will receive 50 They will be chosen using Random.org How do I enter? Fave this journal (it will be your number) Watch me only IF YOU LIKE MY ART! If you don't like it then you don't need to watch Giveaway ends at 11/10/13 Have fun!
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LullabyGolden roseLullaby by ~Pruss-Chan
Waltz with me a gentle rhyme
Meet me under the moonlight
Where the wind blows backwards
Time will never end
A ghost boat around the skyline bend
And a vampire’s kiss
The blood of a rose
And the song of the abyss
Where the wind blows backwards
That’s where you and me
My child take thee
And earn a window pain
A wolf howl on the biting rain
Until I can take your hand
And we can dance the final death
In your arms
Afflicted Strings..?002. The Light Doesn't Shine Brightly 2.Afflicted Strings..? by ~Pruss-Chan
He has driven and brought me into darkness without any light.
The sound of a piano drifted through the hallways in the old guest house that sat adjacent to the main manor. A young boy's fingers glided over the keys. He had his eyes closed, for he was playing by ear. The sun slanted into the cold room, but was unable to warm it. The boy didn't mind, though. He was alone, and that was all that mattered to him.
Until a bumbling, over cheerful butler opened the doors with such a force the windows rattled.
“Happy birthday, young lord!” The boy's violet eyes flew open, his hands stilled. He glared at the butler with malice.
“How many times have I told you not to interrupt me?” He growled.
“Ah, y-young master, but I bring you a gift from your father-” the butler shook.
“I don't want it.” The boy said shortly, cutting him off.
“But young master, it's your seventh birthday, you should
16 Tons16 Tons16 Tons by ~Pruss-Chan
The full moon hung low in the sky, marred by blood red streaks as the sun fought for dominance as he slowly climbed up. The wind whispered soft prayers to the heavens as dirty kids with black sooty faces and oily hands and heads ran barefoot through the soft grasses. Wild flowers of every assortment snapping underfoot, melting back to dust as the children ran down to the creek. Cottonwoods shaking loose their down overhead as tiny hands filled pots, pans, and cracked buckets with water. Silent and somber except for the sound of footprints. Not a word was uttered as the band slowly crept back to the rotting town. Each child marched past the shining Company Store. Each child casting a longing glance at the sturdy brick building which gleamed among the ramshackle buildings that made up the mountain town. Silently parting ways down the dirt road to their homes, they knew of all the good things that came from the store but they dared not talk about it. Hungry stomachs and weak minds