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3 years ago 🎨 ~ HEY YALL ISH ME, LIZ ~ 🎨
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3 years agoI really like the glass effect on this one because it makes it looks like there is fog
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3 years agoAlso sorry for being lazy on this one
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3 years agoAlso from now on... I’m going to have a poem or short story on each picture (and I’ll give credits so don’t get mad)
Why? Idk why not? Lol I just love literature 😂😂
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3 years agoAlso there will be a new theme every few days
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3 years agoThe theme is: compassion
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3 years agoToday’s poem is “After the Battle” by Victor Hugo
My father, of all heroes, kindliest,
Attended by the soldier he loved best
(Both for his mighty courage and his height),
Rode, where the battle had been fought, as night
Fell on the slain that cumbered all the ground.
Out of the shadows came a feeble sound.
A Spaniard of the army put to rout
Lay by the road, his life blood ebbing out.
Broken and groaning, on death’s very brink,
He whimpered: “Pity me! Pity me! A drink!”
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3 years ago@CreativeCorner🎨 hiii
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3 years ago@The Witch🎃 hii
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3 years ago@CreativeCorner🎨 hru
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3 years ago@The Witch🎃 good hru
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3 years ago@CreativeCorner🎨 tired lol
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3 years ago@The Witch🎃 wyd?
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3 years ago“After the Battle” (continued)
My father offered then to his hussar
A gourd that hung beside his saddle bar.
“Poor wounded man! Give this to him,” he said.
The soldier bent above the livid head
Of one whose mongrel blood had not yet tired
Of hate; who clasped a pistol still and fired;
With aim directed on my father’s brow;
And cried, “Die, enemy, I curse you now!”
The ball skimmed close—so close his horse reared—then,
“Give him the drink,” my father said again.
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3 years agoGlossary:
Cumbered—hindered by obstruction or interference
Rout—forced out; defeated
Hussar—a member of any European regiment of light-armored calvary
Livid—pale or red as with anger; extremely furious
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3 years agojust went grocery shopping, wbu?
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3 years agofantastic colouring 💗
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3 years ago@The Witch🎃 oh nice and I’m eating lead don’t mind me @sj3004 tyy
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3 years ago@CreativeCorner🎨 oh my lol.
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