and now you must endure;
Jun. 15th, 2015 02:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Name: Mischa
Story: tales from the drowned world
Colors: halloween orange (an island's not a prison -- that's what men make bridges for), octarine (The trouble is that things never get better, they just stay the same, only more so), verdigris (Place where the window used to be)
Supplies and Styles: fingerpainting, miniature
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: suicidal ideation, depression
Summary: There are many things Rusalka Semik has never been able to have or do, as the sea-god's son. He's given up dreams of ever leaving.
Notes:
...so after all this time, I just realized I never asked for a tag for this story. Oops.
( there are no bridges between islands )
Story: tales from the drowned world
Colors: halloween orange (an island's not a prison -- that's what men make bridges for), octarine (The trouble is that things never get better, they just stay the same, only more so), verdigris (Place where the window used to be)
Supplies and Styles: fingerpainting, miniature
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: suicidal ideation, depression
Summary: There are many things Rusalka Semik has never been able to have or do, as the sea-god's son. He's given up dreams of ever leaving.
Notes:
...so after all this time, I just realized I never asked for a tag for this story. Oops.
( there are no bridges between islands )