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картинки от villasukka |
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Прелесть ^^ Что то меня, такую серьёзную да злобную потянуло на енто |
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Спутники ведьм ;)
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Уильям Уотерхаус |
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творчество моей любимой художницы
blue rose
blue rose 2
blue rose 3
Rainbow Bridge
Yggdrasil
Well of Mimir
Lady of the Gingkos
Muse
Fantastical Visions (одна из моих самых любимых картин)
Charmed Sphere
The Misted Cliffs
Dawn Star
Sjanne
he hour's hand has slowed to crawl, to drag, and shudder to a halt.
Perfection of unreal dimension, frozen in void's flawless eye.
An age, an aeon, a Blink! It's past.
Then down the tableau cracks a fault
with crystal, "Ping!"
it vibrates! sings!
And all that's held back strains along
the thread unravelling double-time.
The swan's song echoes sweet upon
a breath of wind
then wings afar.
Queen of the Cats
Genesis
I am Curasan, last of the Aralith.
I have reached back through time and seen the Beginning
I have seen life open its eyes and wonder at what we have wrought.
I have seen beauty beyond reason, and
destruction to make the Gods weep.
I have seen heroes rise and empires fall.
I have seen anger, hate and death. I have
seen hope, love and birth.
This is my life. This world is my home.
I am Curasan, last of the Aralith.
You shall not pass.
--from The Malakim Return
Altimer's Cross
Autumn Foxfire
I am fog and fickle mist
I am all that can't be tamed
I am born of devil's kiss
Sear potential unrestrained
"Dancers in the Dusk
Take me with you on this journey
Where the boundaries of time are now tossed
In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the tongues now lost
The Storm
The first spark of life:
a murmur
a thought
a wish
a hope
maybes
might bes
the swelling of dreams the thrill of potential tucked in a seed
Queen of Night and Magic
Moonbathing
Sun Worship
Tam Lin - The Knight
O I forbid you, maidens a',
That wear gowd on your hair,
To come or gae by Carterhaugh,
For young Tam Lin is there.
Tam Lin - The Rose
She had na pu'd a double rose,
A rose but only twa,
Till upon then started young Tam Lin,
Says, Lady, thou's pu nae mae.
Why pu's thou the rose, Janet,
And why breaks thou the wand?
Or why comes thou to Carterhaugh
Withoutten my command?
Wings of the Night
and when the flame flickers, flares, and fails;
who will be the one to bear the last spark from its grave?
an ember of divinity,
it dares to wink and flash:
a thought
a wish
a promise made
a fragment of the sun
a transcendental aspiration
an incidental inspiration
transformation
Guardian of Offerings
Secret places
Secret places 2
Dryads, allow your spindly arms
to embrace crystal pearls
A lovely, flighted maiden rests -
guard her with twisted curls.
Soothing mists with rising crests
recall lost fleet of spawn;
the winged race, reptillian pests
sing, lullabye the dawn.
Time soon forgets, the hour swirls
upon a shim'ring lawn
Freckled by mushrooms hiding
till all mortal faces gone.
And true, time sleeps but biding
while fate's shining knight comes riding
As the vestel stays, sweet chiding
fairied frogs who speak light charms.
--Earth's Song by Emily Wunder
The Green Faerie lurks.
She hides in a dream -
her voice slips between
in and out of life's seams.
She hovers in edges
of shadows and light;
she beckons from doorways
and revels in night.
Tam Lin - The Faery Host
Gloomy, gloomy was the night,
And eerie was the way,
As fair Jenny in her green mantle
To Miles Cross she did gae.
At the mirk and midnight hour
She heard the bridles sing,
She was as glad at that
As any earthly thing.
(это небольшая часть ее работ, чтобы узнать подробне советую посетить http://www.shadowscapes.com. У художницы есть так же собственное Таро -Shadowscapes Tarot-, в общем - советую)))
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