Dost Thou Knoweth Not? War is Art!
Their instruments of art, unique in shape, are dipped into the paint flowing within. they brush each other, paint slung ev'rywhere. the land begins to shine with crimson hues.
Blasphemy! (Illustrated by Paint aka Skink)
[blasphemous illustration - by paint](https://dl.dropbox.com/u/146300224/sofurryuploads/blasphemyscenebypaint.png "blasphemous illustration - by paint") (art by paint, aka skink.
The Creation of a Soul
With newly painted eyes, the puppet scans his surroundings. despite the dim lighting and being unable to move its head, it can see that its entire body was painted a shiny, clean white.
To Paint a Dragon - Chapter 1 -OLD-
He had ten years of painting to back it up, and now he felt this painting was a test for himself, to put all he had ever learned into one painting. he would finish it by tomorrow sometime.
life with a dragon road trip shenanigans
I yell as i run at two teenagers with a can of spray paint. the teenagers drop the can of paint and run leaving a mess all over my truck. "well this is just fucking great.
War Paint
This would not have been possible if they did not paint that distrustful and lying mirror, which was hurling the burning arrows of rejection and inadequacy, black. .
Sideswiped
He paused in his painting as his hand began to grow shaky.
Story of Link - Twilight Rejuvination
“you seem a little young to be-” link was shushed once more as midna switched paints again.
Audience or Oil Painting
Taking up his brush, he sat beside the hyenolf on a stool and began painting in practiced, measured strokes.
To Paint a Dragon - Chapter 2 -OLD-
paint! i should p-paint!" he tried to change the subject, and he was so damn nervous and shocked. _good_ shocked! he needed time to regroup his thoughts and straighten up, and oh boy... he needed to go paint, yes, paint! paint paint paint.
Painting With Pain
It was vividly apparent that the painter was enjoying the creation of the painting that she was painting a painting within the painting. (:3) her brush was flung back behind her head in a frenzy of creative energy.
51 Shades of Hay - Chapter Two -
Stammered the paint, as he quivered, feeling his inferiority before the dappled filly.