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Constructio [2017-01-20 06:09:59 +0000 UTC]

Man, how you did the eyes raises more questions than answers. Why is she here? Is it of her own will? Is it for your benefit? Or for your doom?
Could she be a messenger? Relaying something from a higher official?
Could she be an assassin? Mind controlled by a higher power, to your surprise, to end your life with a cold blade through your body?
Or why end your life with a simple steel blade. Nooo, no no, why not arrive under the guise of a friend? Ooooh, betrayal. You are a knight, sworn to defend a village from the tyranny of a nearby kingdom. The home town hero is revered for his selfless service for good. And then, a villager, a mysterious young woman wishes to bestow upon you a gift. You see no lamb, nor a carpenter's craftsmanship, as with usual gifts, and so you let her in to your humble home. Are you confused as she walks to your kitchen and prepares a meal? Of course you are, but you are not rude, no, no, she is only showing hospitality, the village's way of saying Thank You. She and you dine. You chat. You compliment her cooking, all the while, feeling a pair of eyes boring into your soul. Then you realize, she is not eating. You go limp. Your muscled, toned body now rendered useless, falls out of the chair and onto the floor. The girl gets up from her seat and removes a small bag, and she starts spreading pink flower petals around you, taking her time, petal by petal, stepping around your form with the clack of her shoes. When she finishes, she returns to your face. She leans in, looking you not in your eyes, but past them, into your heart. She utters a few words. A magic spell. Your gaze locks with her eyes, the green shimmer making you feel warm like a green fire is providing you heat, your source of life, and the cold black abyss of her pupils, threatening to throw you into an endless oblivion if you step out of line.
"Yes, mistress"
You stand up, already knowing what it is that you are to do. You are to turn yourself in. You are to lead the queen's army into the village to burn it to ashes. The peasants will rebuild their homes as the great and powerful tyrant sees fit. And finally, as a symbol to others of the kingdom's power, you will be given to the princess as a gift, the very same princess who now holds your soul on the teetering edge between the green fire of life, and the dark, cold abyss of a fate worse than death.

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carlos-salva-art [2017-01-11 18:23:05 +0000 UTC]

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Andy-Aria [2016-12-28 05:35:17 +0000 UTC]

Wow your art is very captivating. I honestly can't even find words. It's so beautiful.

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