Thursday Greets

Thu Jan 17, 2013, 12:33 AM

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Welcome to Thursday Greets!

Thursday Greets is a weekly feature of a few of our newest members at the #dAWishingWell, in hopes to give them some exposure! Below you will find some of their artwork, their wish, and any interesting going ons that they may have.

Let's meet some of our newest members and spread the love.

=KizunaYui-Studios

Artwork

Wish
=KizunaYui-Studios wishes for a 6 month premium membership

News
=KizunaYui-Studios does commissions. More info here: [link]

~CelestialMemories

Artwork

Simple Accidenta coffee stain ring lingers
    along the table from when
        you told me I was beautiful.

the stain next to the couch
      still remains from when
   I spilled my wine
  the day you said you loved me.

I still have that dent in
        my fender from when you
            touched me while I
drove us to your parents'.

I even have that broken mirror
       at the head of the

Space Explorer i can see the stars
        in your milky way eyes.

along the cosmos
    which is lodged
        in your hands

is the answer
       unsought by even
     the most renowned explorer.

your physics
     to me,
are a mystery

but along the way
        i can explore
    your constellations,

and map out the
  uncharted planes
of your flesh,

and become
    the e

Frostbittenmy once warm
fingertips have
become frostbitten
by your absence,

and the rosiness
of your cheeks
have turned indigo
without my sweet
and comforting whispers
bouncing off them.

the once welcoming
serenade of
your being
has become an
echo:

and it resonates
incoherently within
my heart.

golden pastures
of laughter have
been replaced
by the frozen tundra
of your silence.

i am left
shi-shi-shivering
while the salt
of my tears
numb my already
frozen eyes.

there is no view
of the sun in my sight;
and i already
can't feel my legs.

How much longer does my heart have?

Death Wears Pinstripes Chapter 1: Second Chances Darkness is an endless river, a river in which the souls of the dead swim in an eternal cycle through oblivion.

She flowed quite easily in darkness, with her limbs lingering in an unfamiliar—yet accommodated—numbness. She was floating and at the same time sinking, bending and dipping like a leaf being dragged through the currents. And like a leaf, she had no awareness of her own self. Cold, damp hands ran over her body, trailing over the only source of certainty she was sure of. No sound could be heard, and no light could be seen—were her eyes closed? Did she even have eyelids? Shaky han

Wish
~CelestialMemories wishes to get more readers for their story, "Death Wears Pinstripes".

News
~CelestialMemories has no news.

*Suiag

Artwork

Wish
*Suiag has no wish.

News
*Suiag has no news.

*Shaleco

Artwork

Wish
*Shaleco wishes for more active watchers.

News
*Shaleco has no news.

I hope you have enjoyed this installment of Thursday Greets! See you again next week! *rainylake

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