Bithi Paulさんのイラストまとめ

where the vines tangle
in an inseparable
and intricate mess

there lies the secret of compassion
that holds humanity up
not letting others fall
however twisted life gets

#FromOneLine 90

tempestuous temper shimmers
under my calm facade
ready to storm
unchained
free

#mentallybooked 365 (temper)

It has been raining for years. The sound of thunder startles me. My eyes are dry, I realize with wonder. Lightning illuminates the desert of my heart.

The time to pacify my anger has come. I am ready for retribution. The storm begins. I unfurl my wings of death.

#vss365

Sunlight takes us by surprise. Our bodies begin to melt. They have created an artificial night to lure us, knowing we, zombies, cannot run.

We enter into their homes. By the virtue of their deception, we will not have to hunt for days. Our preys are with us.

#vss365 #SatSplat

i write a requiem for me
with yellow pollens of flowers
and give it to the birds
to sing it in peaceful chorus

i listen to it after my death
sung by fire of my funeral pyre
written in smoke and ashes
washed away by rain of summer

#crowcalls @QuillandCrow #vss

you worship the goddess
of celestial lights

and damn my darkness
crossing your hearts

i am the same goddess
demonized for paying the price

through my darkness
her aura shines

#crowcalls @QuillandCrow #vss

I throw fireballs at them. They surround me. I cannot summon fire fast enough to kill them all.

My magic is for offense. I need defense. Threads of fire spring from my fingertips, forming rings around me. A shield of fire. I raise my hands. They back away.

#vss365 #SatSplat

"You love me and cut my wings."

"I want you to stay with me."

"If you loved me, you'd know fairies need to fly."

"Don't you love me?"

"Not anymore."

"Stay in this xyloid cage until you change your mind."

"I prefer a real cage to your sham of a freedom."

#vss365 #SatSplat

It is my 1300th Death Day. My friends and I celebrate the night by scaring people. We have dinner of fear and screams.

They hand me a box. "A special present from us."

"Fried souls! Yummy."

"We were cannibalistic."

"We are."

"We're soulbalistic now."

"Keep quiet."

#vss365

Hearing sounds of laughter, I peek into the graveyard at night.

The agelast guy is lighting candles over the unblessed graves of the people who died in unnatural ways. The sounds come from the graves.

At the cost of his own laughter, he brings peace to the damned souls.
#vss365