|Just random favorites I have collected from other artists.|
Fade Song and Marching BalladFade Song and Marching Ballad by The-Winged-Warden
Anima shifts rather uneasily in the white Orlesian styled dress she was forced to wear by Leliana and Josephine. Her reddish brown hair was tied in a lavish bun done up with jewels and white flowers, an insistent suggestion from the two ladies as well. Sighing heavily she makes her way to the Commander's quarters walking rather awkwardly in glass styled heels. "I can't believe I let those two talk me into dressing up like a painted shemlen doll," she huffed softly. Reaching the door she takes a deep breath, she could hear the flitting melodies of Cullen's piano echoing from the other side. Butterflies fluttered about in her stomach as she knocked loudly on the door.
Cullen sits at the cherry wood grand piano, dressed in a noble, stately red tunic in the style of Ferelden aristocracy. He keys lovely notes on the piano, displaying a serene gentleness in his motions as he turns to look at Anima. The sight of his Inquisitor nearly takes his breath away as he ceas
|"We stand upon the precipice of change. The world fears the inevitable plummet into the abyss. Watch for that moment… and when it comes, do not hesitate to leap. It is only when you fall that you learn whether you can fly"|
-Flemeth Dragon Age 2
"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass ... it's about learning to dance in the rain."
- Jonny Rees
"Fear not the future and dwell not in the past. Reflect on the present to shape the path set before you."
"Ancient societies had anthropomorphic gods: a huge pantheon expanding centuries of dynastic drama; fathers and sons, martyed heroes, star-crossed lovers, the deaths of kings - stories that taught us of the danger of hubris and the primacy of humlity."
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Hey guys reintroducing myself here. My name is Amanda and I go by two nicknames Mandy or Mika. You can call me either and I'll answer. I'm pretty easy to get along with just don't insult anything I post. There's a fine line between critiquing and just downright insulting a piece. I am an aspiring author who still has dreams of becoming published in the near future.