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Digital Art
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Photography
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Traditional Art
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Customization
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Artisan Crafts
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Design & Interfaces
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Literature – Prose
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:thumb140648400: The Ice is getting thinnerI've come to terms with the fact that my dashboard is never going to feel the touch of your feet ever again and the passenger seat is going to feel neglected for a while with no one seated on it to confuse streetlights for stars. My car will lose your cherry scent and gain the smell of grass right after the rain pours down on it so I won't remember how you smelt like every time I open the front door in the morning. My rearview mirror has erased your glossy heart and my windows have cleaned themselves to delete all the drawings you once made with your gentle fingers on one of those cold days.
I've come to terms with the fact that the guitar you left behind won't feel the warmth of someone's touch as long as the memory of you still lives inside me and its strings will share a sound with the rest of the world never again. Your photographs will disappear from my sight and will be locked up inside a dusty paper-box among other dangerous memories I forgot in the attic and all the serenades y :thumb118662567:

Literature – Poetry
^{~featured by ProjectComment}
Fly Away
Fly Away Free
fly free, soar high, live.
escape into a place that
only we both know. ScatteredThere's a girl next door
who I always see picking up leaves
catching them as they fall
and putting them carefully
in her too-small pocket.
Then she'd get on the school bus
and her little face would appear
in the window, looking
up into the tops of the trees.
And the other day,
she found a bird's nest
fallen in the grass
by the rhododendron bush.
She picked it up with
careful fingers and fragile thoughts
and held it up to her big eyes
examining the tiny little egg inside.
Reaching up, she lifted the nest
and put it into the
stunted little evergreen
that stood alone by the stop sign.
She turned from the corner,
and looked up at the trees again
and then, closing her eyes,
she held out her arms and flapped them
And the next day,
with a sad smile on her face,
she pulled the dried, crumbling leaves
from her too-small pocket
And held them in her
too-small hands
and after one last look,
she scattered them onto the frosty grass.

Cartoons & Comics
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Manga/Anime
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Fanart
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Fan Fiction
^{~featured by Iluvocnj2006}
:thumb143452973: :thumb143388067: JumpI do not own InuYasha or any of the characters created by Rumiko Takahashi
Jump
Kaede and Kagome walked out of the older miko's hut.  "Oh my," said the older miko, looking up at the fence not far from her door.  "Is that . . . "
Kagome turned and saw a flash of silver and a young voice giggling to a couple of children walking by.  Her eyes grew wide as she hurried to stand by the fence.  Once there, she stood in front of the fence post, looking at her three year old, sitting in a crouch on its top.  The boy, silver-haired and with triangular puppy ears, was sitting there quite comfortably, seemingly in perfect balance.
"Atae, how did you get up there," she said, trying not to let any anxiety sneak into her voice,  lifting him off the wood and into her arms.  He seemed quite proud of himself.
"Jumped," he said.  Wiggling out of his mother's arms, he stood before the fence post, looked at it carefull

Anthro
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