Arvind Iyerさんのイラストまとめ

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Not much of her childhood was fresh in her memory, but sitting on her father's lap, babbling, and gorging on animal-shaped crackers was something she remembered clearly.
"Giraffe" her father would say in his gruff voice, pointing to her favorite cracker.
#vss365 #animal

The fishing #community in the tiny village lived a simple life until one of the fishermen met a mermaid on a moonlit night. Love blossomed, a beautiful offspring was born, half-man, half-mermaid. The village transformed slowly into Mystiq, the home of many magical beings.
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Then came the years when time stood as still as a dewdrop frozen on a winter leaf, and in those years, she let her memories freeze too, at an unfulfilled moment in her past. As blue light bathed her, resting back in her chair, unmoved from that moment, she remained.
#vss365 #move

soaked in the tastes of you
these lavender moon nights
of unbridled surrender

#vss365 #poetry #poem #surrender

This journey is filled with stars & stories. Stars of all kinds, big & small, orange & purple. Stories, too, of all kinds. Stories of my ancestors. And theirs. Stories of trees, & stones & rivers.
It's my journey back in time, which simply can't be a #barrier between us.
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One day, a #mysterious feather arrived at her doorstep. The next day, another. And another, & another. Then, a pair of eyes arrived. A beak. Legs, & claws. Over a week, the feathers became wings. And slowly, everything came together to birth a bird. She named it Mysterie.
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into the burrow
of dreams
dig, dig, dig
squeeze
delve into the deep

which stories
whose faces
what places,
do you find?

live, live through it
dream or nightmare

let old desires re-#animate
let old fears dissipate

down into the burrow
deep, deep you go

#vss365 #poetry #poem

Quietly, she #stands. At the edge of the cliff, where the clouds melt pain into rain, and the valley stretches below like a safe, cosy blanket. But then, in a few brushstrokes, she shifts to a chair on the plateau. Roses, coffee and worries set on the table beside her.
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time here has stood still.
the tree stands, the same hue of green, leaves still, as if made of origami.
the lake holds the same reflections, like a photograph.
but then, there's wind.
leaves flutter. waters ripple.
that sparrow there, still like a painting, #takes flight.
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As a tender summer sun rose over the mountains, a chip of ice melted off a cliff & rolled along the slope, gathering snow & wild arctic raspberries along the way. At the bottom of the slope, Archie, the polar bear, waited. For the first #dollop of this season's ice cream.
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