Thursday, September 6, 2012

Lockets :D

Sometimes when the times are too cruel and the thoughts won't just flow easily...I discovered a new hobby.
:3 Something that i have grown to like and enjoy making and something that make others happy too!
These are not mine to keep. They are supposed to create smiles. So... any takers?
:D

     


 
 
 

:D Hehehehe.... see? these are the little stufflings I was talking about... Hope you liked these! See you soon.
_XIII

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

CRITTERS


T^T my first completed digital painting...
*phew* I would like to thank my mum and dad and my people for giving me this wonderful opportunity to..
blah blah.. *sniff* blah.. blah..
:3
Dixie Chan and the Seven Critters



Thursday, August 2, 2012

Room No. XIII

I open the door!
But... What is that on the floor?
I have to stay here. I have no choice!
What is in that cupboard?... I hear some noise.

For a lonely traveler in an Inn,
I wish for other places I could have been;
I begin to sweat and my heart is beating,
I can hear some noise...Somebody is eating!

My eyes grow dim, I fall on the ground.
A weird strange aura all around.
That cupboard! Those bloodshot red eyes!
The doors bang shut! They can't hear my cries!

I scream aloud and pray to God!
What is THAT I see! OH LORD!
I cant move! The hands hold me down;
These human limbs emerging from the ground!

The body hangs from the ceiling,
Its alive and looking at me, I have a feeling!
I feel blood flowing down my face,
Red blood flowing out of that wooden case.

Heads on the floor!
They are alive! Where is the door!?!
My lungs are failing...
The creature in the cupboard is wailing.

The lamps go out!
The ghosts begin to shout!
I run away from where the bed lies,
I break the window! I don't think twice!

I jump out! The bushes don't betray,
I run away, far away, all the way;
I turn to look at the place I've just been,
I see a dark forest, I see no Inn.
XIII


Back from Perdition

I am thankfully in a Design College now...A third year student.
Its been a while. I've rusted a lot.
I bet no one ever knew I could draw... I used to write soo much.
Hopefully I will go back to doing all that again..
I want to go back to doing all that again :)
Even robotic machines sometimes learn to love.

Clink Clank Clockwork Love

Monday, December 7, 2009

Cold Blood

I killed someone in cold blood.No it wasn't a person but I do not remember what it was!
All I remember was that it was cold blood. My hands froze as it splashed on me. Ice cold from the mountains and red like reddest red I've ever seen. It was some creature who attacked me and before I could see it, I hit it..killing it instantly.Big mistake.
I saw it was a person_small and hairy..creepy and cold.
It had a black nose and saliva dripped from its lips.
And around its wrist was a charm.

I remember crying over it in my neighbor's funeral...5 years ago.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Blue Moon

One day it just happened that I was lost. Now, it wasn’t normal to get lost for me. Especially in my OWN house!!!
I thought it was weird. I was just walking towards my room from the kitchen. I had to pass a corridor. I was just halfway and suddenly I was LOST! I couldn’t find my way out or the way I came in. NOW, don’t go thinking I have loss of memory. Simply strange..

Then flashed a blue light. It was Unicorn. She was there calling my name. She saved me! My dear sister! She thought something was weird with the way the corridor suddenly turned dark. She guessed I must be facing trouble in the lightless situation.

Later when I asked about it to my gardener. He laughed loudly and said that…The corridor was the house’s throat. Once in a while when it feels hungry, it simply swallows somebody. And to think I just escaped death. I was so relived!!! He said it had once swallowed a dog and a carpenter… It’s horrifying to know that one’s house was alive and could eat its occupants. This mysterious gardener laughed it off saying that the house did this only once in a blue moon.
Indeed! Blue moon or not, I changed my room!
XIII

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Red Garden

Now I want to tell you about the strange incident that happened in my garden…
This gardener of ours is not a normal gardener like everyone else. His eyes are shrunken deep into the sockets. The flesh on his face and hands are rotten as if burnt by acid.
But he is an excellent gardener. The best anyone could ever find. The flowers under his hands bloom like hell. The scent of the flowers makes you sleepy and is so very blissful.
He had a dark past. He used to work earlier in my great grandmother’s tea gardens. He was caught when he was burying bloody human bodies under the tea shrubs…(NOW you know why your morning cup of tea is so bloody red).
He was beaten almost to death but my great grandmother took pity on him and let him escape. He has never forgotten that incident. He sometimes tells me stories about how powerful my great grandmother was. Now this gardener of mine does not any longer bury bloody bodies but he eats raw animals. This is freaky part. HE is a cannibal.
But he does not do anything to me or unicorn. My grandmother says it because every creature on earth fears the Dragon tooth. But I am STILL not going anywhere near to him… ^_^
But he still tells me stories that I love listening to and his flowers are as fresh and beautiful as ever.