3rd Year Degree Show. I’ve decided to put in my pigeon wing chandelier. The wings are silkscreen on paper.
I was chatting to Rob then turned round and saw this little head
“Hello there, stranger, I hope I’m not intruding, but your conversation sparked my interest. You see, I am interested in that topic too. And I’m kind of adorable as well.”
i make a lot of bird friends
(my back seriously hurts [my spine isn’t aligned or something apparently] so I’m going to go to bed early. :/ damn it really is early too)
|bribethetrickster: "A-are you pregnant?"|
"…w-well technically yes but those memories aren’t mine. E-either way I don’t want to talk about it." *Sighs before shrugging* "Y-you’re talking to an archangel and see ghosts, is a six-legged horse that hard to imagine?" *Rolls his eyes at her laughing* "Suuure, if you say so."
"You’re not alone, I’m here with you." he said putting his arm around the angel.
Hazel eyes looked at the other form in the darkness for a long moment in silence before he let out a tired sigh and curled up against Bel’s side. He half buried himself under the blanket. “Thanks.” He muttered quietly.
Jophiel rolled her eyes. “Don’t make me smack you.” She said as she dragged him out of the woods. She understood Gabriel’s need to slip away. She totally understood. But for him to be so irresponsible…It upset her. Jophiel remembered the days when he was a fledgling and she had to teach him things, like how to fly. She had even taught him a few tricks. But now, Gabriel was a broken soldier; A lost child.
He goofy grin melted into a frown at her threat, though a part of him wondered if she’d actually do it. “Jophiiiieeeel!” He whined as he was dragged, tripping over a rock and a branch and his own two feet because he couldn’t keep one in front of the other. Luckily he managed to stay up right and he huffed at her, “Y-you’re not Father.” It was a low blow but his mouth was moving quicker than his mind.
|belwinchester: *Curls up next to him looking miserable.*|
*Blinks in surprise, head smarting from the mistakes he made the day before* “…R-right.” *Remembers what Bel had said* “I-it’s your brother’s birthday isn’t it?” *Lets the other curl close, not moving to budge him*