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Commission for @chaddiecakes that took entirely too long, hey-oh.
Title from the How to Destroy Angels song.
It was a rare day off for the Lantos household, or specifically the women. Jin took the time to check up on the production and readings at the plant. He trusted Heru to tend to the house, and Tama to – not behave, but just be Tama. While like a sparrow, Tama made her nest; she’d fly back home, coming through the door filthy, askew and completely happy.
Today, her wings were clipped. Heru wanted her to stay inside to help with chores. Tama reacted as expected: put out, frustrated. Why shouldn’t she be allowed outside? Her father let her out all the time. And he liked the mess fine, last she noted. He knew where everything was, how the chaos operated for them both. Why didn’t Heru see that? Everything had its place; Heru insisted on uprooting everything.
Always with the cold logic, always with the reason; never with the heart, never with the instinct.
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BODY&SHADOW 002: DRAGONFLY
Xueyu’s steps were brisk on the sliver-stone salvaged hallways leading him away from Jiling’s private chamber. He made quick work of the angled corridors, followed all their twisting and turning around sacred spaces until he hit the day in full. The large man stood in the main doorway of the mountain’s deeper recesses for a fleeting moment, watching the lazy rustling of the world beyond—its simple tuning so grand, its motions so slow that they were imperceptibly fast. A paradox, a puzzle: perfect.
The inner walls of Luanshi Sect’s mountain compound twisted some yards ahead of him, composed of stretches of dense rebar hammered into a more acceptable shape, metal bones of a fallen structure picked from her wreckage and reused to fit the purposes of a society built atop the echoes of former folly. Lungs full of the morning’s dewy air, he started down the broad stairs and down the path toward his training yard, turning just before the exit yawning before him. Xueyu dipped into a shadow-lined path between two smaller structures made of hand-mashed mud and steel. He emerged on the other side to his favorite sound—the complaints of one of his pupils being punished by the superior skill of a boy he considered his best.
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Pull Me Out - May 2017
Was alternating between calling this one Bloodlines (b/c there was supposed to be lines but I figured they'd be extra) and So Indiscreet (from Mother Mother's Reaper Man) but I opted for an Oh Land lyric instead. Watercolor, gouache (standard and acrylic,) ink, dish soap and salt washes. About 10x16.
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