Effigy of Immolation, Wicker Man
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My 2017 Berserk zine “World of Weeping” is now available on Gumroad!
Since this zine is now out of print (I prob won't be doing another run), I've decided to put it up for digital download!
It's now available as a high-quality pdf for $1 on my Gumroad!
https://gumroad.com/l/lXvXf
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Cute scene from episode 23 of Berserk 2017
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Not that I mind but why is Roderick the only one without a shirt?
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So, I’m writing a Dark Academia themed WLW story. Don’t know how far I’ll get into it, but I was writing off-hand scenes I had stuck in my mind, and here’s one.
“What are you looking at,” she questioned, leaning forward a bit.
I hummed and leaned forward too until our noses were almost touching. “You.” I paused for a bit, my eyes crawling over her face. The light carved across her delicately, highlighting everything about her. Her high cheekbones, full lips, slightly crooked nose, and her eyes – oh, her usually jet black eyes were lit up into an amber haze that would flit from eye contact to skimming my lips and then back again. I reached a hand up and trailed a finger across her jawline before cupping her face gently. “You’re beautiful; you know that?”
She looked down. “If that’s what you believe, then I have no reason to oppose.”
I chuckled and twirled one of her curls around my finger. “It’s like you were carved by the gods, my love. Your body built from the dripping wax of Icarus’ wings, your voice an echo of the songs Orpheus wrote for Eurydice, and your glorious mind a never-ending playground for the muses.”
She stayed quiet, but her gaze drifted to mine once again. Slowly, a hand raised to cover the one I had resting on her cheek. “You are my Achilles heel, Ivarella.”
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Schierke alchemy | arsenixc
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