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rainbowfic2024-01-26 11:12 am
himejoshiheart) wrote in rainbowfic2024-01-26 11:12 am
what's lost
Author: Chibi
Story: Moonsparkle Hill (everypence au)
Color: Rose Pink (grow old with me)
Styles and Supplies: resin + pastels (drabblefest!), eraser + gesso (everypence au), postcard, chiaroscuro
Wordcount: 150
Warnings: everypence mod spoilers I think, accidental cheating kinda but I think sometime after i wrote this I decided chosen and snowsparkle (the other dame) were qpps before the fall so it's just. tfw your husband forgets you but he's polyamorous so uh. uh
Story: Moonsparkle Hill (everypence au)
Color: Rose Pink (grow old with me)
Styles and Supplies: resin + pastels (drabblefest!), eraser + gesso (everypence au), postcard, chiaroscuro
Wordcount: 150
Warnings: everypence mod spoilers I think, accidental cheating kinda but I think sometime after i wrote this I decided chosen and snowsparkle (the other dame) were qpps before the fall so it's just. tfw your husband forgets you but he's polyamorous so uh. uh
Our kingdom of Everypence
Has fallen to our lack of sense
A thousand hearts, a hundred years,
It still hurts to see my dear.
My husband does not know my name.
Every gift is for another dame.
A girl from the Temple,
So too, has she forgotten...
She spelled out my fate
Just before it was too late.
A century of regret that
We told her just to sit and
Don't worry, I
Don't have any
Ill will, no more am I
Pencemaker, now that Everypence is gone.
... A hundred years.
Yet, I'm still here.
Nobody knows me,
Didn't want to disappear.
But, I can't go back, I
Too scared that they might die-
Couldn't bring myself to
Risk those two's lives.
Unremembered for a hundred years.
May the Fens not confirm my fears.
I'll hide until I rot and die
As long as Chosen and Thicket are left alive!
Has fallen to our lack of sense
A thousand hearts, a hundred years,
It still hurts to see my dear.
My husband does not know my name.
Every gift is for another dame.
A girl from the Temple,
So too, has she forgotten...
She spelled out my fate
Just before it was too late.
A century of regret that
We told her just to sit and
Don't worry, I
Don't have any
Ill will, no more am I
Pencemaker, now that Everypence is gone.
... A hundred years.
Yet, I'm still here.
Nobody knows me,
Didn't want to disappear.
But, I can't go back, I
Too scared that they might die-
Couldn't bring myself to
Risk those two's lives.
Unremembered for a hundred years.
May the Fens not confirm my fears.
I'll hide until I rot and die
As long as Chosen and Thicket are left alive!