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All authorship ( the text, idea, words ) belong to the original founder: ~xdeadpan I ONLY illustrate her story. Nothing more. (I hope that the author won't be against) =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= "Claire… “C-laaai-reee…” Was that his voice? The boy couldn’t tell. If it was, why did he sound so weird? No, that wasn’t the proper question. Why did he feel so weird? Maybe he should be asking himself where he was… Or where Claire was… Dammit, what’s wrong with my head? He tried blinking, but he couldn’t see anything either. His vision was blurry, but he could make out shapes. There was a blurry purple circle to the left and a funny looking square to his right. He couldn’t recall where he was last. He remembered Claire, remembered shooting down his father, remembered everything on Rockfort; but, there was something unusual about Alfred. He was a cross-dresser and in love with his sister—what a twisted fuck!—but it was Alexia who sent chills down Steve’s spine at the moment. Yes, it was certainly that Alexia Ashford woman who did something to him. She existed, much to his surprise, and she took him into a room. Somehow, he was strapped down onto a weird chair. He remembered shaking, pleading, begging, but she— —wait, no. No, no, no, no. This is all wrong. She didn’t. She couldn’t have. Where was Claire? Why weren’t we together? Why can’t I remember!" © =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= The next page: [link] The previous page: [link] The beginning: [link] *INFORMATION:* -Text- - The usual text describing words and action of heroes -Text- - The text a describing internal monologue of heroes or a narration of history =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Well it's 4 page. Like as the introduction. I have thought that the main meeting, long-awaited, between my favourite characters should be drawn somehow so. With a highlight ) That in the beginning it was not clear, and then all is clear )))) Well this staff I has drawn so. Like Steve sees nothing (as is described in fic) and calls Claire ) Well I very much hope that you clearly it, that I tried to draw ) If it wasn't present, I'll try to explain ) =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Ну это даже не страница. Это как вступление. Я подумала что главная встреча, долгожданная между любимыми мной персонажами должна быть нарисована как-то так. С изюминкой ) Чтобы с начало было непонятно, а потом раз и все ясно )))) Вот этот кадр я так и нарисовала. Будто Стив ничего не видит (как описано в фике Ну я очень надеюсь что вам понятно, что я пыталась нарисовать ) Если нет, попробую разъяснить Credits: Use pencil, the black handle, colored in Photoshop CS The story belong to the original founder ~xdeadpan © All right belong ~xdeadpan © Fanfic - The Same Poisoned Tree: [link] Art by me © |
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"I've been waiting for you, milady..."
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"I've been waiting for you, milady..."
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It came up very well, sis. >w<
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"Save me
Falling down
Angels of clarity
(I am done by society!)
Save me
Frozen inside
Angels of clarity
(I am done by society!)"
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"Save me
Falling down
Angels of clarity
(I am done by society!)
Save me
Frozen inside
Angels of clarity
(I am done by society!)"
Angels of Clarity by Dead by April
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Other accounts: ~Dc-Creative ; ~Dc-vi
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"Save me
Falling down
Angels of clarity
(I am done by society!)
Save me
Frozen inside
Angels of clarity
(I am done by society!)"
Angels of Clarity by Dead by April
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