Alicia took back her first impression of John. He was an interesting fellow and she quite enjoyed watching his naivete. And dare she even say that she found him cute? Well, she was always of the mindset that personality was a big factor in attractiveness.
Standing about five feet nine inches tall with brown hair and a pale face, Alicia couldn’t figure out why her attention was so focused on someone who looked so painfully average. Perhaps it was the peculiar curiosity in his brown eyes as he sat down and watched his friends play football.
No one believed her when she said that she had a ghost for a friend. But she was adamant that he existed. After all, he was right next to her, telling her that it was a waste of time trying to convince them otherwise. Sure, she couldn't see him, but she heard him loud and… Continue reading Roast Ghost
One hundred forty-two— she never lost count of all the days they met. When he first stumbled upon her, she wondered if he had gotten lost. The lake was well within the depths of the forest and human visitors were few and far between. She was caught by surprise, too late to dive under the… Continue reading Tranquil
With the start of May is the start of Mermay, which I'm excited about, because who doesn't like mermaids? So I had purchased this giant sketchpad a while back and finally decided to use it for the occasion. Drew some merfolk, got confused by anatomy as usual and finally 'finished' after hours of misery (there… Continue reading Cordelia and Kai and the Beautiful Sea