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Skylar Reeves
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Hello! Welcome to my page!^-^ Various art found here. I deeply love drawing and painting, but it seems writing is my weakness(: I do fanart, original concepts, poetry, stories blah blah more biographical whatnots you get the picture.^-^ What you seek lies up in the little button up there (^) called Gallery!:D Hahaha hope you find enjoyment and/or peace. Blessings go with!(:
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Before the flames could
Catch the soft colors of my
Feathered soul: I ran.
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    When I was a child, my father would come and visit us. He'd pick us up from kindergarten class, and
we'd go to the town park. I remember that.

    I remember getting there. I remember always the bounding to the swings. I remember always jumping
on the swing beside my sister. Always the swing on the left. I remember my dad standing behind us, pushing us up
and up. We'd get going, higher and higher, until we were parallel to the earth. I remember the height. I remember the
chains going slack and bucking, threatening to drop us. I remember the sick, breathless feeling. The fear of the fall
from such a height. The fall that never came.

    I remember the wind all around me; my hair caught and swept in the rush. I remember the laughter.
The glee. I remember the small white stones, sweeping up and down through my sight. I remember the golden sunlight.
I remember the green of the grass, and of the leaves of the tallest trees as we drew even with them.

    Mostly, though, I remember the sky. I remember the vivid, clear blue, so rarely broken by slight ivory
spectacles. I remember it as my sky, and always just out of my reach.

    I remember believing that if I jumped from that height, I would turn into a great bird and fly to it.

Fly away.

    But then gravity pulled my back down, as it always did. As it always has. As it always will.
To Reminisce
Just a trip down memory lanew00t! 
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One Hundred Spires of Hope (Final) by WolfWindWaters227
One Hundred Spires of Hope (Final)
"Once upon a time, there was only darkness, and there were monsters vast as worlds who swam in it. They loved the darkness because it concealed their hideousness. Whenever some other creature contrived to make light, they would extinguish it. When stars were born, they swallowed them, and it seemed that darkness would be eternal.

But a race of bright warriors heard of them and traveled from their far world to do battle with them. The war was long, light against dark, and many of the warriors were slain. In the end, when they vanquished the monsters, there were a hundred left alive. and these hundred were the godstars, who brought light to the universe."



"'My people understood that time is an ocean, not a river,' she said to them all. 'It doesn't flow away and pour itself out, done and gone. is simply is*--eternal and entire. Mortals might move through it in one direction, but that's no reflection of its true nature--only of our limitations. Past and future are our own constructs.
     'And as for myths, some are made up, nothing but fantasy. But some myths are true. Some have already been lived. And in the drift of time, eternal and entire, some haven't.' She paused, gathering up the words that would make them all understand.
     'Some myths are prophecy.'
     A race of bright warriors heard of the nithilam and traveled from their far world to do battle with them. These were the godstars, who brought light to the universe.
          ...
     And the rest of them knew two things at once: who* the bright warriors were, and what* they were.
     The 'what' was simple, though no less profound for it. They were the godstars, who in the swim of time had not yet come to pass.
     And as for the 'who'?
     The silhouettes were light drenched, magnificent, and...familiar. They saw themselves*, each one of them, from Rath the Dashnag boy who was no longer a boy, to Mik, the violinist from the next world over, and Zuzana the puppet-maker. To Akiva and Liraz, who would never lose their longing for Hazael to be among them. To Ziri of the Kirin, lucky after all, and even to Issa, who had never been a warrior before. And to Karou.
     Karou who had, a lifetime past, begun this story on a battlefield, when she knelt beside a dying angel and smiled. You could trace a line from the beach at Bullfinch, through everything that had happened since--lives ended and begun, wars won and lost, love and wishbones and rage and regret and deception and despair and always, somehow, hope--and ended up right here, in this cave in the Adelphas Mountains, in this company.
    Fate took a bow, so neat it all was, but still it stole their breath away to hear Scarab, queen of the Stelians and keeper of the Cataclysm, say, with a fervor that sent tremors up every last spine, including her own: 'There will be godstars. And they will be us.'"


[Both quotes pulled from Laini Taylor's book: Dreams of Gods and Monsters]




Okay! I finished and turned in my Artful Dreaming project, and this is it☺️😄
( prototype here: wolfwindwaters227.deviantart.c… )


One Hundred Spires of Hope

In my English class, we are doing this "Artful Dreaming" project, which is essentially the taking of a piece of literature with an interpreted "dream" and make some sort of art project out of it. ☺️

I chose the book Dreams of Gods and Monsters by Laini Taylor, and if you haven't read it, I strongly** suggest it!! I named it for the one hundred godstars, or their representive (word?) one hundred golden spires in the original Astrae (capital city of the seraphim). The godstars are part of the seraphs' theology. (The myth is the first quoted passage). 

There was a vision that the prophet Eliza released to the characters, showing that the godstars were not infact a myth, but a prophecy. And that they were the godstars--or that they would be, one day. In the vision it showed a number of the characters, "bathed in light," so I got the inspiration for this piece.☺️ It is an acrylic painting and the dream catcher I've made separately and laid it over the painting. The black up at the top is to represent the Cataclysm (the "vast dark devourers") trying to consume/destroy the two worlds, Eretz (the side with the two moons, Ellai and Nitid) and Earth (the side with the single moon, Luna, and Earth). The godstars are placed to represent the unity between the several races (chimaera and all their sort, the Misbegotten, the Stelians and other misc seraphim linages, and the humans), and so that the light pouring off of them will look like it is pushing the darkness back in their battle and protection of the rest of the worlds.

Also, I added two stormhunters because, honestly, they're just too awesome to not.

The dreamcatcher I've made is several small plastic wishbones that I glued together, and into a brass ring. There are four black feathers I also glued to the bottom of the ring. I have a black leather cord that I strung through the ring and tacked to the back of the canvas. I didn't mean for it, but my friend pointed out after my presentation that he thought I had made the dream catcher in reference to Eliza's nightmares. ... Hm. It works. I like that.😂

For those of you who know the series, the characters from left to right are:
Virko, Carnassail, Bast (even though I know she shouldn't be here I just really like her I'm sorry.😂), Scarab, Eliza, Karou, Akiva, (Tangris and Bashees low center), Issa, Zuzana, Mik, Liraz, Ziri, Haxaya, and Emlyon (will check spelling later).

Anywho, I hope you all enjoy this. Im rather proud of it(:

Characters/story/book/quotes (c) Laini Taylor
Artwork (c) me
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I don't want you to love me
And I don't want to love you.
For I seem to only be capable of a love that demolishes and destroys.

I don't want to be your everything, your anything
And I don't want to have your heart.
For I don't think I can bear another bloodstained memory on my soul.

I don't know how to love.
I don't know how to heal through love.
And just when I think I do,
    it
      all
        falls
           apart
               into
      fractals
            of
               fading
                   fallacies.

I am not good at this.
I am not healthy at this.

Everything I come to love, I destroy.
And in the dying embers, I begin to crumble, myself.
              With every death, something
              in me dies, too.
With you and your vibrant colors, your shimmering light-
I simply cannot allow myself to do it.

I can't let you fall.

I can't shatter you, too.
I can't bear to watch such a lovely thing break.
And I can't bear the guilt and the pain of breaking such a lovely thing.

I don't know which weighs more: the compassion or the selfishness...?

Does that make me a coward, or gallant? Does it even matter?

A part of me thinks that maybe I'm just scared that this will be the exception.
Maybe part of me is scared that I can actually be happy with another human being.
Maybe I'm just scared to be happy, period?

I don't know.

On the topic, all I know for sure is that I don't know if I can survive the death of something
   so
     beautiful


                               again
Stolen from thewrathofenvy.deviantart.com/

Comment and I'll..


1. Tell you something I learned about you by looking at your dA page.
2. Tell you a color you remind me of.
3. Tell you what element I believe you belong to (e.g. water, fire, air, etc.).
4. Tell you which one of your OC's is my favorite.
5. Ask you a question, and you must answer.
6. Tell you something I like about you or your art.
7. Give you a nickname.
8. Tell you what am I doing right now.
9. Tell you what food/ flavor/smell you remind me of.
10. Tell you to do this in your journal too, if you haven't already.

This is purely of attempt.xD Please forgive any 
uncreativity/lameness.XD

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Thanks for the favs <3
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Thank you for joining the group! And welcome to the family.

It might take us a week or two to really get the ball rolling with the weekly challenges and such, but feel free to start communicating with mentors and submiting art work. :) (Smile) 
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Gladly! Thank you for the invite!^^ 

Thats quite alright! Okay, thanks! I shall!^-^
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Thanks so much for the fave on my poem! ^-^
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No problem! It was beautiful, keep up the good work!^^
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Thank you for the watch, llama, and fav! :) It means a lot!

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