✧🌟✧ WONDER OF FANTASY✧🌟✧ -Post 1 - Cmt 2-
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Hark! the hours are softly calling
Bidding Spring arise
~Adelaide Anne Procter
Beautiful Bradford Pear blossoms
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In The Darkness – Show Me Light
Looking upwards towards the Great East Window within York Minster Cathedral’s imposing interior
Created using: Topaz Labs, and Topaz Studio
Kess as the Viking Warrior
Rachel as the Valkyrie
Poses by Rachel, Landscaping by Rachel
Concept by Kess
Rachel's Outfit by L'Emporio
Wings by Blueberry
Tried the Canon out on the incense smoke shot for this frame. The lighting was a bit bright on the knob and cast a shadow on the incense smoke rising.
You have to fall to get up. You have to crawl to learn to walk. You have to lose to win. Even the phoenix had to be ashes to be reborn from the fire.
I loved the sunburst effect in the rock pool in this black and white shot, looking as though the sun was shining on the beach. Sun arise by Phosphorescent is a beautiful track. and it was a really beautiful day.
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ARISE EYES
These eyes are so goddam amazing. One of the best eyes I've seen in my second life. They look like galaxies, so much detail.
A natural Biblical mural perhaps
The best camera is the one you have with you...
iPhone 6
Edited with flickr editor
Downtown
I am a crazy cat lady, I think. But, is that so wrong? Hehe.
Introducing Binx's new instagram account here . We shall see how it goes. So far only 5 followers. Slow and steady wins the race. :)
365: the 2022 Edition 69/365
100 x Lensbaby 17/100
As the sun went down over Tierpark Sababurg, Lutz finally deigned to rise from his long, long sleep and descend from his cosy place up high in the old oak tree.
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He fought his final battle
Beside his old companions
A handful of brave soldiers
Prevented the apocalypse
Didn't care for his own life
Didn't care if he died
He grasped his final chance
Put an end to his torment
Now our hero is risen
Escaped his mental prison
His sins are forgiven
A new era to live in
In the end he is mortal
Free to settle where he likes
Growing old and forgetting
All that happened in his past
His whole life he sought redemption
Praying so long for absolution
Always had the best intention
Fighting for the revolution
"Arising Hero" - Funker Vogt
The then silent night had given way to the screams of pain, terror and the sinister and spiteful laughs of the vampire.
Their swords created through their own blood, with extreme speed fall on their victims dismembering them and decapitating. They didn't even have a chance to fight him with dignity, as they could only feel a sudden strong wind, see a brief figure and then, their bodies were sliced up with such force that their armor felt like paper.
In the sky, the moon shone like a huge, glittering silver scythe, a somewhat apt shape for this night, when he was a reaper and didn't make a point of leaving any poor devil alive. Everyone would pay for standing against him. With grace and extreme savagery their swords continued to fall on those who could no longer flee, who due to such fear, were paralyzed. It was a slaughter. He didn't care, he wouldn't be forgiving or pious tonight, he would be brutal and he insisted on demonstrating all his power, so that no mortal, vampire, or werewolf would ever make a point of rising up against him again. He would allow only the women and children to survive this night, to tell everyone about the horror that had befallen their city. When the animals controlled by a demon invaded the city gates, as if lashed by its invisible whip, and when finally the devil himself descended on them, always almost invisible, like a wind of death, at first tearing with its beastly claws the terrified people of the city, then impaling them, with spears created through their own blood, setting the city ablaze with flames that seemed to arise from hell itself or from your heart aflame with hate. When then the two swords set to fall on them, cutting flesh, amputating limbs and beheading heads.
The city of Khaldheim would be an example to everyone. The fire flickered in the burning houses, like huge insatiable demons wanting to feed on more and more, turning the once majestic houses to ashes. Like the flames, his swords were not content with the pile of dismembered bodies left in his path, like a scarlet wind, he continued to claim lives and as he did, he laughed with delight, for few things gave him more pleasure than wanton killing. His laughter echoed through the air, chilling the blood of those who were still alive even more, announcing that it wouldn't be for long.
Rise Up
There is a corn field behind this tree and the morning sun fabulously back lights it.
Diacord L, Light Green x(0) filter, HP5+ @ ISO 400, Xtol stock, 8.75 min @ 20 C.
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It was a wonderfully wild day on the Castlemartin range, meaning I had the whole place ego myself. I did six more sites for Sue's ashes, this was one of our very favourite places, Su would do watercolour sketches, while i explored the cliffs. It was thick cloud when I arrived, but the sun cam through, as the waves got bigger and the wind got stronger. The main problem was the tripod getting blown over. Sun arise is by Phosphorescent.