It begins with 'B' and ends in 'K'
I am bad, I am so so bad XD
But apart from that... I've still haven't decided which article I am going to "copy" from. I did one smallish and very quick painting of an idea from the Animatrix (an article in NewtypeUSA) but I am not too sure, I have to do more painting tomorrow or really today...
O yes was staring a lil fan fiction based on Prey...
“I can’t help you,” her voice whispered. Her fingertips brushed the edge of his hair, “I’m nothing but human. I’m not powerful enough to save you.”
His eyes trailed up the metal bars that were his imprisonment, the first glimpse of brown curls and his breath caught within his throat. He stopped then, holding his eyes, his view from moving further up her form. He could smell her scent, the perfume she wore and the light layer of sweat underneath it all. The warmth of that scent mixed with perfume and sweat wafted along the cold stale air and crush into him like a hot cloud. He opened his eyes still lying on his side and journeyed on with his stare.
“Hope is a human trait.”
He didn’t smiled, what he wanted there and then was security, her security. Her body against his. Her arms around him. Her hair tickling his skin. The sound of her heart beat under his ear. The touch of her soft warm flesh within the palms of his hands. To have and want all of her.
Her hand lingered above his head stroking the air that lay between her hand and his head, “I feel it too,” she sighed lightly. “I want you too.”
...but then I got stuck...
>^-^< mew!
But apart from that... I've still haven't decided which article I am going to "copy" from. I did one smallish and very quick painting of an idea from the Animatrix (an article in NewtypeUSA) but I am not too sure, I have to do more painting tomorrow or really today...
O yes was staring a lil fan fiction based on Prey...
“I can’t help you,” her voice whispered. Her fingertips brushed the edge of his hair, “I’m nothing but human. I’m not powerful enough to save you.”
His eyes trailed up the metal bars that were his imprisonment, the first glimpse of brown curls and his breath caught within his throat. He stopped then, holding his eyes, his view from moving further up her form. He could smell her scent, the perfume she wore and the light layer of sweat underneath it all. The warmth of that scent mixed with perfume and sweat wafted along the cold stale air and crush into him like a hot cloud. He opened his eyes still lying on his side and journeyed on with his stare.
“Hope is a human trait.”
He didn’t smiled, what he wanted there and then was security, her security. Her body against his. Her arms around him. Her hair tickling his skin. The sound of her heart beat under his ear. The touch of her soft warm flesh within the palms of his hands. To have and want all of her.
Her hand lingered above his head stroking the air that lay between her hand and his head, “I feel it too,” she sighed lightly. “I want you too.”
...but then I got stuck...
>^-^< mew!