Admont Abbey is a Benedictine monastery located on the Enns River in the town of Admont, Austria. It is the oldest remaining monastery in Styria and contains the largest monastic library in the world. The abbey is known for its Baroque architecture, art, and manuscripts.
Lucy’s jaw set, her teeth grinding together as the angel stared off into the distance. His hopelessness set her on edge and no matter what she did she could not catch his eye to reassure him. She knew that guilt was eating at him, but it was not him she had to assure herself of that. The thing she saw was not him. If there was any bit of the angel left then that blade would have killed him before. Her voice was hoarse and harsh - not at all what she hoped for when calming a friend, but she tried anyway.
"Don’t you fucking dare, Gabriel," she said, his name falling heavy off her tongue, her throat constricting at the thought of losing him, where ‘Feathers’ or some other term of endearment. Death was normal for her, she understood death, but where did angels go if they died? She couldn’t handle losing her friend for good. No way to contact him. So she pressed on."Who’s gonna hang out in the graveyard with me? And you have people who love you. So you have a raging beast in you…that’s literally something that happens on a frequent basis in my life. It’s okay. It’s going to be fine."
He flinched at the tone of his name. She rarely used his name. His thoughts remained unfocused, the whispering laughter echoing in the back of his head ugly and sharp as he stared at the blade. It would be so easy. He’d died once this way, he could do it again.
Hazel flicked toward her as she went on. A raging beast. That was probably he perfect way to describe it. Him. A beast. That was Gabriel.
The laughter turned almost hysterical.
He wanted to believe her when she said things would be fine.
But he couldn’t.
OH MY FUCKING GOD
Goodbye social life.
CAN I JUST FUCKING
THANK YOU SWEET HOLY JESUS
YOU’VE KILLED ME
I’m sure you’ll have fun with that one.
I am. But it must wait for answering tomorrow after my torts exam.
Take alll the time you need! Exams come first.
Yesss bonus is I think I did pretty good. :D
This was supposed to be an Aurornis, but further research halfway through the project revealed that none of the experts thought it was a gliding animal. Oops.
So here is a pretty generic 4-winged dinobird made of chicken and pheasant feathers. :3
Surprising amazing work! I don’t usually like feather work, but you have so much talent. Just beautiful and well done.
Oh my goodness, this is amazing.
I thought this thing was real until I read the description…