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Story of Ruin -- Characters.
Ruin
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Who do you become when you're not entirely sure who you are? There was a discussion I read about style, and what an artists style is and later in class it came back to me in our discussion about faith. In a way both style and faith are our blind spots, they are what make us irrevocably us in every situation. Because we can't see these clearly about ourselves that they are we become, and why we fight so hard to understand. What we're missing. And what we've had all along.
First Appearance: 1.1.1
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Flame becomes an interesting characteristic when embodied in a cat.
First Appearance: 1.1.2 but really 1.1.3
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Kin
[Cat//Fire]
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Phi
[Equine//Wind] |
Just breathe...
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| The stories are what carry me when nothing quite seems real. Every book is a window into a universe that exists every time you open the pages. |
Ever
[Bird//Light]
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Leaf
[Critter//Nature]
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I had an interesting revelation the other day in my one class, listening as I drew. Its a good class for that as I can pay attention and scribble without worry for some reason. Its nice. And my thoughts do interesting things when I find that balance, like this time. And I realized why I have such a difficult time seeing earth in myself. My nature. Its because I'm in it right now. Some elements are abstract, some have been evident since I was an infant. It seems all have been with me all along... but right now I'm in a fullout explosion trying to sort out me at once. Anxiety does that to you, and its hard to see it from a clear perspective when you're fighting your way through the thick of it, not quite sure if its safe where you're stepping next but finding that balance anyway.
Its not wisdom until you experience it. Til then its just knowledge. |
| Oooh... shiny. |
Snow
[Otterish//Water]
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Luk
[Rabbit//Dark] |
When life gets busy, it explodes. |
| You won't know until you get there. Unless you know where to look. |
Twip
[???//???]
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