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silkysong · 3 months

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the true final boss. 10,000 year old technology

#jokingly called these comics the gateway inc and yknow what. thats their official names #cult of the lamb #narinder #the one who waits #baal #aym #gateway inc #my art #squilky

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prince-steele · 2 years

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transparent horgnet for my beloved

#for u squilky #my posts #hollow knight

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apollojetix-blog · 11 years

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Lockers

It is like walking down an empty corridor, lined with walls of lockers, and everything is painted white, and the lockers are not locked.

But as you walk and see more things, the lockers start to fill. Small flecks of harmless paint begin to appear, you begin to grow. You collect your experiences and put them organized onto a shelf.

But then you see the things that shock you, you open your eyes a little wider and you see things you never saw, some lockers a little damaged, more paint covers the walls.

The locks were another change, locking up more and more secrets the keys never to be found.

The scratches began appearing when you first got real angry. You stop walking one day, you rip apart the lockers you leave behind unfixable scars on your nice, clean, lockers.

You start going crazy.

Lockers. The Lockers are falling apart. What are you going to do?

The scratches turned to gashes and gashes turned to chunks. Chunks of metal gone from your lockers. Never to return. Permanent scarring.

But you really got anxious when the numbers started appearing. The numbers marking your depart. The clock is ticking, never stopping, not leaving your mind. Only days are left.

As I stand here, my white lockers have turned to black, the golden shiny numbers.

I can’t take this

I am going crazy.

Number One

As the numbers ran short the girl was left, she had come to the end of the corridor; silence filled the hallway. The Last locker standing alone. Black in colour, just like the walls and floor surrounding it. A shiny hand painted number one neatly placed in the middle.

The girl looked at the locker. To step into it, to file herself away, she would be gone. No longer allowed to walk freely around the halls. But put in a box, a locker that would then be stuffed into the ground.

She opened the door and peered in with curiosity. Did she really want to know what was there? The last door. The door she had come to way too fast.

As she peaked inside, she saw black. Black and nothing. No one was there. And that’s when she realized. All this time she was searching for the last door, and now she had found it she didn’t know what to do.

Walking through the door would end the search, staying would drive her insane.

The girl turned around and crossed over to the other side of the room, a small chair, a single wooden chair, stood there opposite the locker.

And that’s where the girl stayed.

Every so often she would walk over and take one step closer into the mystical blackness. But she never loose herself in it.

One day she will be ready.

#Squilky

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silkysong · 1 month

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i got the blr you can stop now guys

#if i have energy i may try and get the tum <3 #squilky #this is barely art

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silkysong · 3 months

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finally releasing the fleece stickers into the wild ‼️ you can find them right here

alongside them theres also these surplus valentines that are very low stock and a matchin pin set to share with your beloved (or beloathed) ones ❤️ theyre all handmade so theyre in limited quantity !!! thank you @prince-steele for making them a reality for me, and thank YOU for all the support and for checking these out :'3