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Critique/Comments/Feedback
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Prints
SilverInkblot wishes for photo prints from her wishlist. The Last GiftGod traces the letters on tombstones, fondly
remembering the deceased’s first steps
into His house. When He closed
the gates of Eden, the whole world
became a cemetery: the untouched garden
a hospital waiting room, overflowing
with flowers to be arranged
upon funeral wreaths, waiting for Him
to bestow His last gift.
The Carpenter's BrideYour dreaming face betrays no conniving
lies; do you dream of sheep or kangaroo
courts handing down guilty verdicts, diving
into pools of laundered money accrued
by men with caterpillar mustaches?
Can your lurking Cheshire grin meet my eyes,
or is our great depression succotash
made with shelled oysters lead astray by wise
men gone to the dark? Keep your looking glass
spotless, and keep me on the other side
of reason, of justice. This last impasse
leaves no way out for the besotted bride
who saw too late; your guilty, bloody hands
have ripped apart our only Wonderland.
Butterfly SundaeMr. Dipple runs the ice cream shop a few blocks from the school. I like going there because the words and flavors mash up in weird ways. The word strawberry tastes like peaches; chocolate is cashews; pistachio is vanilla, and vanilla is oddly floral. It’s like getting a double scoop for the price of a single.
Mr. Dipple tastes like butterscotch. I like that, because butterscotch is the same color as his mustache and the stripes underneath his apron. He’s Oliver’s grandfather, so that’s where he took me. Out, I mean. Like, not really a date, but kind of a date, you know? No hand holding or anything, but he did open the door for me and that’s kinda embarrassing but kinda really sweet too.
He asked his grandfather to whip us up a sundae; I didn’t realize until it got to the table that it was one to share and that’s also kinda embarrassing but really sweet in every way possible. Vanilla ice cream, chunks of brownie, whipped cream, and what I knew t
Badges
Contests/Events
OfOneSoul wishes for prize donations of any kind for their upcoming lit contests. Ghosts of a Belle Dame"Those that go do not return,"
tales tell of the woods, be wary;
no good can come of entering.
Not that anyone lives to speak.
This path was his quickest means
with dead branches and peeling bark.
Everything falling away
like a corpse shedding its skin.
He knew the cost of his road
and soon grew fearful of it.
Gusts of wind forced his step
and the copse invited him in.
There were whispers in the trees
and eyes in every shadow.
His mind was not a trickster
and the forest possessed no life.
A faint hand fumbled out,
and he felt it against his skin.
Alas, his eyes could not perceive
what he knew to be there.
"Hide not in the gloom,"
he spoke into nothing,
"- the winds and moon betray you."
He choked through ash and dread,
"And you are revealed."
An apparition of light and pain
flew from the dark in earnest.
A knight of old armor and crest
whose face was stricken with woe.
A word could not escape him
and he motioned to the Earth.
Scattered in piles around them
were the bones of visi
It's the ApocalypseRed sensors rotated and his gears resonated within him.
He could hear the mass silence that echoed endlessly;
no wind wafting through trees or horns blaring…
- only ghosts.
He sensed the crunch of metal and rust grinding
and the clank of disused limbs popping into place.
The mechanics of his body had forgotten basic processes…
- and he felt ancient.
Saved recordings worked through his hard-drive like memories
reminding him of times with oceans of cities, flocks of humans,
and towers so tall he could stand next to them and be called…
- brother.
The lenses of his eyes fluttered and a new world was upon him;
the sun shone so brightly, alloy sweated from his torso
and the sharp sand beneath his feet grated
- and he began to erode.
The Earth was not as he had left it…
- with farms of humans and armies of titans like himself
who worked to save their creators from their own destruction.
He paced the wasteland they had sought to prevent
and wondered..
I Love You In DisguiseJeremy Crenshaw was sitting in the same place he sat every day in fourth period English; far away enough not to be noticed, and close enough to admire from afar. For the last three years their schedules had been almost identical; but somehow English was the only class he had with him their junior year.
Braden Morgan was charming and sweet. He had an air about him that drew people in, even those who were unwanted. Because of this, he was constantly surrounded by his jock buddies and busty groupies. Jeremy could never find a moment to speak; to remind him of when they were younger and when he once admitted that they were best friends.
Braden's body had firmed and his stature had grown those last few years. He kept his head clean with an attractive buzz-cut and enough dirty blonde stubble to remind others of his maturity. He didn't play any sports, so most attentive teachers and coaches ignored his facial hair. Instead he made his mark in art class and drama, neither
Commissions/Adoptables
Viokcha wishes to sell more commissions. <da:thumb id="439715480"/> <da:thumb id="429153698"/> <da:thumb id="348302311"/>
Other wishes
Felizias wishes for new members to take part in All-about-features Project dA Starters. 
DA starters - Info, rules + FAQHello, fellow deviant.
'DA Starters' is an unofficial project (not administrated by DA staff) run on and by All-about-features.
The projects objective is to promote new deviants who have joined less than one (1) year ago.
We do that with an small interview and art feature. New interviews are usual uploaded every Saturday.
How does this work?
A team member will contact you via note and send you questions to answer directly.
When you send your replies back, please remember to add the pieces from your gallery you would like to see featured.
You can choose up to seven (7) deviations.
Feedback of any sort is always appreciated!
I've had an account before but my new/current one is less than 1 year old. Can I get interviewed for this?
DA Starters 51 | Thelovelydaedra:bademoticon: Let's welcome another DA starter!
:iconThelovelydaedra:
Hi! Please introduce yourself. What are your interests?
Well let's see, some of my interests would have to be drawing, video games, music and many others. Those are just my basic interests.
How did you find Deviantart and how did you decide on your username?
I found DeviantArt just through searching though the internet one day and clicked on a website name DeviantArt and look around on it for a while then said "hey, I want to do that too." And here I am.
I came up with my username through my love for Skyrim. I wanted something to do with magic and power in the game, and I've always worshipped the daedra in Skyrim. So it just popped in my head "You are going to be the loveliest of all daedra!"
DA Starters 50 | AlexandreMasquio:bademoticon: Let's welcome another DA starter!
:iconAlexandreMasquio:
Hi! Please introduce yourself. What are your interests?
I am at the moment practicing portraits, which is what I mainly post on my account. Some are made from reference, others from my mind.
How did you find Deviantart and how did you decide on your username?
I found deviantart because when I looked for art on the internet, it frequently redirected me to this site, so I got interested in joining, and my username is my real life name.
How would you describe your art style?
I have had many styles over the years, but my current style on DA is portraits that are meant to be as beautiful as possible. I am practicing faces at the moment, because I b
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