Drawing Prompt Revision
She felt the air get tight but focused drawing in chakra power to stay alive. otherwise, she would die. carol remembered to breathe and gulp in air every now and then to keep carol alive. this gave lily some thankfully cleaner air to smell.
LUCK of the draw ch6.
"Hey Ri have I ever told you how old Roudy over there became my he bitch,"Dasher asked me "uh no sir," I say "don't you dare," Roudolph says"why not?," Dasher asks "because you were 46 and I was 18,""plus you a damn 2004 Dave Batista combo," "so?,,,"
Drawing on the Past
An artist's drawing tablet was lying face-down on the ground, and she flipped over to see what was on it. whoever had done the drawing was very good.
Drawn Out
He loved to draw, and he really wished he could get back to it, but for now, he was stuck with facts, figures, and extremely dull diagrams.
Unknown
Silent footsteps In the rain Face remains unseen Whispers carried By the wind Through the evergreen Come my child And you shall know The secrets that lie untold Come my friend And you shall see As it all starts to unfold Tis here that...
COLLEGE
Xpside side note: i forgot to say that i'm gonna pick up on drawing or painting as well. why? well... i just found out how good it feels to draw stuff. even if they're bad and stuff. still. this is a thing now. i'm drawing. i'm a part time musician...
Chapter XVII: Images of a story
"how about you draw me something nice?" "drawing? really?" "kaiser's report mentioned that you've drawn quite a lot before your parents divorced." "the keyword here being 'before'.
"BLEU" - Me'Zelf
I lost my creativity and imaginations, evident when i had stopped drawing completely. my patience became more pronounced along with neutrality.
Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 2
He had already opened his sketchbook to a blank page and was ready to draw... but what to draw...?
Chapter XXIII: White darkness
She rummaged through one of the toy boxes and produced the sketchbook and the canister of colored chalk, encouraging aran do draw a picture.
Chapter XVIII: Story of an image
"you asked me to draw the first thing that came to my mind. it's not exactly the first thing, but as soon as i started drawing, there was nothing else i could think of." "this person... it's your father, isn't it?"
"BLEU" - Thingy
It moved me to manifest the drawing though, indicating that this was something within my mindscape that has similarities with him.