Sherry #7, Flame #1, Fever Red #3
May. 20th, 2013 01:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Name: shadowsong26
Story: For Now
'Verse: Lux
Colors: Sherry #7. Had all my Life but been Mistake /Just rectified — in Thee, Flame #1. fire, Fever Red #3. chills
Supplies and Materials: canvas, watercolors, oils, stain, stickers ("In Roman times one could be designated a 'public enemy' which meant that every citizen was duty bound to kill or capture you. If you were caught, you would be tied up naked and beaten to death with heavy rods."), pastels (my current gen + romance card G2 "surprise"), novelty beads, glitter ("Love is giving someone the ability to destroy you… but trusting them not to." – Unknown), glue ("...taking small, deliberate steps now increases the chances of reaching your desired destination. There's no need to panic ... you have more time than you think.")
Word Count: 414
Rating: R
Characters: David Stone-Greenberg, Simon
Warnings: References to murder
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. This takes place when David is in his mid-thirties.
( His hands curled around the styrofoam coffee cup )
Story: For Now
'Verse: Lux
Colors: Sherry #7. Had all my Life but been Mistake /Just rectified — in Thee, Flame #1. fire, Fever Red #3. chills
Supplies and Materials: canvas, watercolors, oils, stain, stickers ("In Roman times one could be designated a 'public enemy' which meant that every citizen was duty bound to kill or capture you. If you were caught, you would be tied up naked and beaten to death with heavy rods."), pastels (my current gen + romance card G2 "surprise"), novelty beads, glitter ("Love is giving someone the ability to destroy you… but trusting them not to." – Unknown), glue ("...taking small, deliberate steps now increases the chances of reaching your desired destination. There's no need to panic ... you have more time than you think.")
Word Count: 414
Rating: R
Characters: David Stone-Greenberg, Simon
Warnings: References to murder
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. This takes place when David is in his mid-thirties.
( His hands curled around the styrofoam coffee cup )