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- a night sky gummi!!
for this kid, just tell me one of their favorite memories
feel free to add on any extras!
ends in a week, on the 13th
some gift art for the winner!
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Artist | casiopea [gallery] |
Time spent | 28 minutes |
Drawing sessions | 1 |
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the light is both dim and illuminating, casting a long, dark shadow across every surface. the grass, damp and slightly muddled from the rain the previous night, conforms to your paws easily.
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Atlas
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Male
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When Atlas was five, he went camping with his parents. The woods were very isolated from any cities, which his mother insisted on so they could go stargazing without light pollution. They hiked up the heavily forested mountain to get to their campsite. It was around 7:00 AM, as he lived in a family of early-risers, so the birds were singing and the sun had just come up in the sky. It was the beginning of autumn, so it was chilly as they hiked. "Perfect weather for camping." His father pointed out happily. Atlas simply nodded, engrossed with the beautiful scenery around him.
They arrived at the campsite after an hour of hiking. They started setting up in a clearing, Atlas helping his mother set up the tent while his father started cooking on the small gas stove. He doesn't remember much about this, but according to his father they all killed time by going to the pond and playing with the frogs.
Once sunset came his mother made the family rush back to the campsite to see the stars. They watched as the sun disappeared under the horizon in a pink and orange blaze, and the sky started to turn purple and soon enough dark blue. The stars also came quickly, shining brilliantly and bringing light to the otherwise inky black sky. Atlas was immediately entranced, barely taking his eyes off of them. It looked like a painting, with stars added meticulously by the artist and things that almost looked like clouds being airbrushed in the background. The entire scene was ethereal, and nobody in the family had ever seen anything like it.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" His mother asked with a smile, only receiving a quick yet enthusiastic nod back. She chuckled, pulling him onto her lap as she studied the constellations. "You don't get this in the city." His father said, all while recording and taking photos of the interaction. He soon joined the two, and they watched the stars until Atlas started dozing off and they had to bring him back to the tent.
They stayed at the camp for two more days, and then returned to the camp every couple months after that first trip.
When Atlas was ten, his mother got into a car crash and suffered major injuries. They tried everything they could, but she ended up dying in her hospital bed a week after it happened. The following months were a blur of grief and confusion as Atlas' father scrambled to get their lives together in the middle of grieving, as he was a stay at home dad before and relied mostly on his wife for economic support. and Atlas tried to bottle everything up so his father could focus on more important things. This could only end badly, with Atlas eventually breaking down and getting emotional support from his friends and family. Now Atlas has the picture his father took from that first camping trip hanging near his bed, and every so often he and his dad will sit together and watch the recording, to remember the good old days when things were simple.
(writing needs to be polished, and I also might add a bit of art if I have time.)
WIP, but if the contest ends before it's finished please take it as a complete form and enter me into the contest. Thanks, I really like this guy ;w;
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