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  • @rae

    That’s what we’re here for!

    I’m sorry, that sounds rough. I’ll keep praying for you ❤️ Ellette’s idea is a good one, but I don’t know if it’ll work for sure. Maybe you could have a reminder on your phone or something that tells you to eat a snack? Just getting into the routine of eating three meals a day even if you’re not hungry  could h…

  • @rae

    hey, dump away.

     

    Well that’s good! (forgive me if you already mentioned it and I forgot, but do they know yet what the condition is that is being treated, or is this more of testing out theories?)

     

    Well, friends of mine who have eating problems I always take them on a run or something or to go do some hard work. Nothing like exercise…[Read more]

  • @rae

    Honestly, I don’t remember my initial reaction, you would have to look back at the comments. XD But actually, in my memory (until you just recapped it) he was going to turn himself in and then they were attacked and he was killed protecting Jenna (?) and her family. I like that ending because Baron gave his life for someone instead of taking…[Read more]

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    Lucille

    “I saw a man.” She spoke quieter than she intended, but struggled to turn up her voice’s volume. “He didn’t have a mouth, Gabriel, and now he’s gone. So how are you hearin’ him?”

  • @rae

    Keep drawing while you can!

    Yes she does

    Lucille

    Lucy pointed at the empty place. Then, confused, she put her hand down.  “I – I’ve got a… Are you hearing him?”

  • @rae

    It depends on what a “slap on the face” is. I think a slap on the face is a betrayal of the reader, or unfairly maximizing/minimizing something to manipulate reader emotion, or wasting the reader’s time.

    This would be a betrayal if the arc was about survival or hinged on Baron’s survival. But his arc seems entirely spiritual. He’s concluded…[Read more]

  • @rae

    Funnily enough, I fell asleep XD.

    Good!

    My work is done, I got my Negative argument all formulated, now it’s just doing it tomorrow without a panic attack.

    Is this Lincoln-Douglas or policy?

    Now that that’s done, I’m chilling and redrawing Baron artwork.

    Jealous. I’m in an art slump. Not happy with anything I draw, which might mean I’m on…[Read more]

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    Lucille

    The headless man lifted a hand. His fingers trembled feebly as he held them up to his neck, as if trying to see them. He jerked back as he realized his eyes were gone.

    “Lucy, it’s okay.”

    Lucy snapped free of paralysis. The figure’s ashy skin peeled away, like petals wrinkling into brown dust, and he vanished from the foot of her b…[Read more]

  • @rae

    I really should have replied earlier, I’m sorry.

    You’re fine! I was not up last night and I’m replying rather late now; it’s not a big deal for you to do the same.

    How is your work going? I think I had the same debate topic once, not sure. I’m sorry it’s not a pleasant task for you. Also girl, late night roleplaying is fun but you need to…[Read more]

  • @rae oh that stinks, I had a speech and debate class that did like mock trials sometimes and I hated it. (they never rigged it, I just didn’t like how it worked)

     

    my characters are currently heading your direction btw.

  • @rae beautiful!! I know you said that’s not the actual cover but it still looks very good.

  • @rae

    That looks really good!! It looks like a real cover I might find, maybe in the graphic novel section of the library. The gold lettering contrasts nicely with the cool colors. I’ve mentioned before that the lighting in that piece is great.

    This is unrelated to the art, but I just realized I didn’t help much with Baron Chronicles even though…[Read more]

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    Also, props to Gabriel for being a responsible guy and making the hatchet a cover. I appreciate his efforts.

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    Lucille

    Lucy fell into a doze. When she sometimes opened her eyes, a dream haze took over, and the wallpaper flickered, the flowers blooming against each other and cascading down the paper. Fuzzy orange light stained her vision. Her mind retreated into her body and she couldn’t bring herself to stir.

    The labyrinth had been such a strange w…[Read more]

  • Jaybird replied to the topic Art Sharing For All 🙂 in the forum Art 9 months, 1 week ago

    @rae

    He looks good! His expression is so intense… Poor guy.

    I wouldn’t worry about the earlobes. Asymmetry is a part of nature. Mine are uneven too! So it wasn’t a mistake, just accuracy. 😉

  • @rae

    Wow! I like the combed look, (though the wild one is more Baron-sih to my mind. XD)

    Yes…. *gets a ruler* yes, they are a little uneven, but I never would have seen it if you hadn’t said it. I guess next time, lay down a ruler on the pencil sketch to check that, lol. 🤣

    But really! This looks really good! I like it a lot! Though I have to…[Read more]

  • @rae

    Time can pass while she’s in bed and Gabriel can do whatever he wants

    Lucille

    The warm mattress and sheets felt familiar and alien at once, after so much walking and uncertainty. Lucy rolled over a few times and held her face into her arms. The soft warmth held her above and pushed her adrift, so everything left her be.

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    Lucille

    Lucy rubbed her knuckles into her eyes and then against the wall, unable to push the haze out of her head. This wasn’t the time to be tired. They had to get out, they had to keep walking.

    She tried to voice her frustrations, but her words turned into a high-pitched groan. She took a step and stumbled into Gabriel’s arms where he knelt.

  • @rae

    That second to last paragraph was really good, I like the way you wrote it.

    Lucille

    Lucy dropped the hatchet on the floor and walked several paces, realizing that it wouldn’t be too good to fall on it. A kid in the east fields had fallen on his father’s ax two years ago and there had been many cautionary stories before that.

    She slid to…[Read more]

  • @rae

    Violent of the “kill everything” type.

    XD Oh Gabriel, you force of nature

    Lucille

    Lucy peered out the window at the crows. “They’re real handsome birds when they’re not so close up.”

    She eyed the room’s mantelpiece noticing a handle sticking from the ornate wood. It was a small silver hatchet. Without hesitation, she yanked it free of it…[Read more]

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