My house ages five times faster
Because five people live in it.
She's really seventy-five years old.
The crumbling ancient bones of the walls,
Excavated out of wood beams of many rings,
Creak the sigh of run-down things.
I'm afraid that when I leave
To find a new home to cradle me,
That my childhood house will die of old age,
And I will not be at her side.
My house ages five times faster
Because five people live in it.
She's really seventy-five years old.
The crumbling ancient bones of the walls,
Excavated out of wood beams of many rings,
Creak the sigh of run-down things.
I'm afraid that when I leave
To find a new home to cradle me,
That my childhood house will die of old age,
And I will not be at her side.
Favourite genre of music: anything 90's or older Favourite style of art: Impressionist, hyper-realism, modernist Operating System: Windows XP Wallpaper of choice: White Collar ;) Personal Quote: "You may end up saving the day."
Technically I'm not "new" to DeviantArt: I've had two other accounts, the most recent of which was ~sabs-chan (https://www.deviantart.com/sabs-chan) . I hope to start over on this account, which will focus mainly on writing - including pieces unfinished or small, original or fanfiction. I encourage you to comment on any of these deviations (unless said otherwise in the deviation descriptions), especially with constructive criticism. Thank you! c:
Random deviant here! I just chanced upon your gallery. Nifty, for what little's floating around in it. :> Your sketches're impressive (particularly to an artistically impaired person like myself.)