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by BlueCynder » Mon Nov 29, 2010 5:40 am
Just and elephant in a horrible background as usual, ergh. >.<
Ref:
http://www.worldbigcatsafaris.com/uploads/pics/Elephant_bull_close_up.jpgI know he isnt very wrinkly but well, meh. Drawn with a mouse.
Evening walks among the orchard,
She greets the dancing dusk,
A spirit of the air;
A lady, if you must,
Her dress a robe of twilight,
Her eyes awash with sun.
She places gems of water,
Along the grass, among
The apples fallen, withered
By her master, Autumn Sire,
Coloured in the lilac glow
Of Winter’s sharp satire.
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by BlueCynder » Mon Nov 29, 2010 7:42 am
Thanks!
Evening walks among the orchard,
She greets the dancing dusk,
A spirit of the air;
A lady, if you must,
Her dress a robe of twilight,
Her eyes awash with sun.
She places gems of water,
Along the grass, among
The apples fallen, withered
By her master, Autumn Sire,
Coloured in the lilac glow
Of Winter’s sharp satire.
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by BlueCynder » Mon Nov 29, 2010 8:52 am
Thank you!
Evening walks among the orchard,
She greets the dancing dusk,
A spirit of the air;
A lady, if you must,
Her dress a robe of twilight,
Her eyes awash with sun.
She places gems of water,
Along the grass, among
The apples fallen, withered
By her master, Autumn Sire,
Coloured in the lilac glow
Of Winter’s sharp satire.
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by BlueCynder » Tue Dec 14, 2010 6:49 am
Thank you, ^^.
Evening walks among the orchard,
She greets the dancing dusk,
A spirit of the air;
A lady, if you must,
Her dress a robe of twilight,
Her eyes awash with sun.
She places gems of water,
Along the grass, among
The apples fallen, withered
By her master, Autumn Sire,
Coloured in the lilac glow
Of Winter’s sharp satire.
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