Shift ExcerptMy first night, after running away, was spent beneath an enormous tree in the woods, my entire life of twelve years, passing before my young, clouded eyes in a continuous carousal of hurt, bone aching grief, and fury. My father had told me once, that just before you die, your whole life flashes before your eyes and I might have welcomed death that night, but it never came. As painful as being betrayed by your brother, disowned by your family, and cast out by your people hurts, it should kill you. But that would be merciful wouldn't it? And God isn't merciful- not to my kind.Shift Excerpt by HBPen
I punched the rough tree trunk, startled by the pain that shot through my hand and seared across my bleeding knuckles. I doubled over, gasping and seething, as I held my broken hand to my stomach. Pain and fury wrestled up my throat, clawing from me with a ferocious growl, that echoed through the forest, and felt disgustingly pitiful in the shadow of my anger, as it melted into a jagged sob. My hands shifted
DUMPLING ch. 9Despite the run in with the four blue Rangers, Nenani ended up learning quite a lot that afternoon. Most of the herbs and spices that the new Queen had brought over with her were either for tea or pastries. Once Yale had the lot labeled and inventoried, they migrated into the kitchen to see if the bakers, Quinn and Kol, were in need to any of the newly named ingredients or help in general. And if their expressions of pure exasperation were any clue, the answer was yes. Please, yes and thank you.DUMPLING ch. 9 by Transformergirl
Kol was a face she recognized as he was the giant who had spoken to Farris before Rheil had taken her to see the King. He was the shorter of the pair with chestnut brown hair and eyes to match. Quinn was a tad taller than Yale with hazel eyes and a mop of dirty blond hair. Curiously, Quinn was the only giant she had seen with blonde hair. Both seemed nice enough, sparing her a smile when Yale sat her down on the table.
“What is marzy payne?” asked Kol, running his hand
DUMPLING ch. 7Her dreams were strange. She was smaller than she remembered being, held tightly to her mother’s chest, traveling in a group through a dark forest. It was cold and she could see her breath leave her mouth in a thick mist.DUMPLING ch. 7 by Transformergirl
“Don’t move,” said her father, pressing a hand to her mother’s shoulder. He ran a calloused hand down Nenani’s head when she began to babble at him in confusion. Her mother pulled the blanket over her little face. Around them, the forest was silent and strange. No crickets chirped. Even the wind was still. The others of their group were silent, hunching into their cloaks, and looking around the dark trees.
The air smelt wrong.
“What is it?” someone asked. “Are there giants?”
“Shhh,” her father hissed. His hand gripped the hilt of the sword at his belt, the emblem of thorns adorning the guard, before the world exploded in a horrendous crash of sound and trees. The blade drew from t
I heard the song Cancer, by My Chemical Romance today. I heard the cover, by Twenty One Pilots first, then I looked up the original. I don't think I've heard such a tragic song and honestly, I could cry every time I hear it, because I've never heard or been able to see such a real manifestation of what it is to have cancer and know you are dying. The death, or the fear of death, is not the focus of this song, the singer has already accepted death, they're mourning themselves and the loss they will feel at losing their loved ones when they leave. It's about feeling shame and repulsion or unworthiness at their own condition. It's about being sick of feeling sick and feeling like they're already walking around dead, falling apart and not really living anymore. I honestly like the cover better, for this reason: the music differences give off different moods from the one singing. The original feels more like a spiteful march toward death, full of anger and cynicism at dying and a fierce self-loathing and almost like he's punishing everyone around him with his attitude, because he is the one dying after all.
That version of the song is not wrong and it's not unrealistic, it's just not my favorite, it's more tragic. When we're angry, we close off the people who love us and the people we love, and you don't want to be that way to your loved ones when you're going to be leaving them. But the song is meant to be a tragedy, that's what cancer is, that's all it does, is cause tragedy. Even the bridge, where he says if you say goodbye, I'll ask you to be true- the original focus's on this part a lot more than the cover and I feel like was done on purpose- in the original, it's about losing someone you love and making it an endless, life-long, grief. The singer doesn't want his love to ever forget or replace him, but always love and mourn him.
The cover on the other hand is not as tragic, it does focus on the tragedy of cancer, separating the singer from his love, but the song never really ends- the fate of dying is left hanging in the balance. The mood of the song is not angry, but sad, not cynical, but hopeless, not hating himself, but definitely feeling unworthy, tired, broken down and unhappy about it- he's ready to change, whether it means dying or being healed. That's why I like this version better. The chorus is a continuous, “I will not kiss you, turn away, my sister and my brothers,” and he doesn't give as much emphasis to the bridge, only stating as a desire, a natural desire, not a demand before death. He's voicing his grief but not shouting it and putting it on everyone else in anger, he's just talking.
I haven't personally lost anyone to cancer, but honestly it's starting to hit home for me. I have a friend who is losing another friend to cancer, stomach cancer, and he's in the last stages, where he can't hold any more food down and he doesn't feel hungry anymore, and he is refusing anymore chemo. He is slowly dying and hearing this upset me so much. My family and friends are all deeply invested in natural and holistic medicine and I've heard countless stories of people surviving cancer. Now, hearing that someone, who believes cancer can't be cured through anything but chemo, is just letting themselves die, and now hearing this song of hopelessness. It angers and grieves me. I want to tell them the truth, but I know they won't hear it, because they've already decided they are going to die. It almost feels disrespectful to the family to try to come in with this miraculous hope they won't actually want to believe in.
It makes me think of sin. Cancer, I think, is one of the best examples for sin we have today. It's invisible until it's too late and it's caused by everything we think is perfectly fine and normal for us to consume. Some people aren't even willing to give up the things they like to test the truth. This song makes cancer look more like sin than I've ever seen, full of hopelessness and self-repulsion and unworthiness, grief and loss. I like the cover by Twenty One Pilots better because that person is open, open to redemption and open to healing were it to come- they're not angry at the universe for striking them with cancer, they're just suffering and expressing it. There's a little glimmer of faith or hope still burning dimly in that person. I'm really, truthfully, considering becoming a nutritionist, because I can't stand seeing this again and I have no true standing to say thing to this family, losing someone to cancer, because all my knowledge is second hand. It's probably even harder for people who have lost loved ones to chemo-treated cancer, to consider that it may be treatable another way.
I think the reason it angers me more is 'because' it reminds me of sin. People are letting themselves die because to them, and because of the lies the world has told them, there is no cure, this is life, life's unfair. It's not anger at the person for thinking and feeling that, it's anger at the lies and sometimes their unwillingness to test the truth. I know it's hard to look at a truth that appears so much like an unattainable miracle, and leap out and take hold of it. I know it's hard, but it's worth it, because that is something I've survived and I continue to survive every time I take another leap for something God told me was true.
Cancer (Cover) by Twenty One Pilots
"Let all the skilled artisans among you come, and make everything the Lord has commanded." Exodus 35:10
I don't have a preferred medium of art, I like to dabble in everything, BUT that being said, writing tends to be less frustrating to my perfectionist OCD lol. I have a million and one stories waiting to be written but I'm desperately trying to get this ONE finished, so that all my work can start to support me. I'm starting to try to not be such a perfectionist and see my art the way other's see it- so that I can take commissions and get the job done without becoming emotionally involved haha
I'm taking free commissions right now, I'd just absolutely be so appreciative of kind donations to my paypal account, to fund a missions trip this coming June. I've been charged not to talk about the trip over social media because it could endanger our chances of getting into the country, but if you have any questions, I can talk about it through email ;D So keep me in your prayers!
I really like g/t I just wish there was cleaner g/t- so, instead of just wishing, I hope to make my own. It's what I always do anyway. I see a movie or a book and I like the story or character so much I have to make one of my own the way I would have done it. I don't do vore, though I try to remain realistic while not being too graphic. I'm not going to write about pervs- it's just not happening.
I'm a Christian, no I was not brain-washed. I'm a Homeschooler, no my parents do not keep me in a closet. I'm a redhead, no I do no- OH WAIT. Yes I do have a temper.
Do Christians annoy you? Well, mean people annoy me. Tell you what, you can talk trash to me, if I can talk Christ to you. Fair is fair. ;]
Please do not try to talk to me through personal notes, unless I know you and have met you in person. I'd like to think anything you have to say to me can be seen by the thousands of other deviants. ;]
I love this! The following is written by CheyennevanStrange cheyennevanstrange.deviantart.…
To the Sin family, of the House of Sin, in the Providence of Flesh, in the Kingdom of Satan:
And extended family
Consider this a formal declaration of war.
- A Slave of Sin Saved by Grace
Current Residence: The Moon.
Favourite genre of music: Every genre you can think of [in the Christian catagory] EXCEPT Metal with ONLY screaming. lol
Favourite style of art: Anything that comes to mind.
MP3 player of choice: none, MP4 player lol, ipod!
Favourite cartoon character: Pooh Bear all the way. hahaha
Personal Quote: For if God is with is, who can be a against us? Nothing can separate us from the love of Christ.- AP
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