Upsetting - Blog Posts

About David Bowie...

I once wrote a short story where the main character is talking to her abuser/would be rapist, and they speak from lines right out of Labyrinth. I will be your Goblin king.

“Cole is a spirit of compassion, and this world is too bleak to spurn compassion offered freely.”

And so he spurned him, because if anyone could help, it was Cole 😭

The words are from Gareth David Lloyd on Cameo ❤️

Solas, charcoal on paper 🎨

And how blindingly she shone upon him: a pearly melon-green glare, which swept through the murky space between dreams and lit everything in its wake, so that pale anemones and soft moss and wild blueberries grew in the traces it had warmed, marking a trail for him to follow. She was difficult to miss, and he was loath to deny her even if he could. XVIII. The Moon

I wanted to practice drawing kissing and it kind of got out of hand? I love them too much haha <3

(some day I'll actually write the one-shot of why anemones are important I promise)