paintedmonk

Description: Wait by the river, the cards tell him. Listen for the echo. Shades of the past, spectres of the future.

Description: A glaring of cats when lucky, A murder of crows when not.

Description: The blood only brings clarity. Steel Sparrow steadies her sword arm even as the creature continues to elude her.

Description: Lessons in watchfulness and agility. After her nap.

Description: Strong, silent type of circus robot, hangs back and observes until it's time to act.

Description: Blood on the chessboard

Description: A bloody checkmate.

Description: Age & treachery

Description: Age & treachery

Description: The next card was flipped on the table. "On our good days, we can live our lives like a beautiful goodbye, like a love letter. Show them what matters to us, what we care about, all the things we meant to say." "No moment of your life is by accident."

Description: Howling at the moon and ready to fly on leathery wings.

Description: Chasing the sunset and letting go for the drop.

Description: Endure the hardship, embrace the bitter, fuel your flight.

Description: "It almost looks like flowers from back home," she thinks.

Description: The forget-me-nots bloomed in salute as she passed.

Description: "A light fell about her, and her hair shone in the sunrise."

Description: Words are clumsy bridges for our heavy meanings.

Description: But it has grown lethargic and careless, confident in its poison and regeneration. Polearm and shield are mine to clear a trail through the scaly coils.

Description: Strike like a serpent.

Description: Whenever you hear the rain, you will think of her.

Description: War on the red planet.

Description: People had it wrong about the song; it wasn’t a perilous lure or a death curse, though it could act as those things too. It was remembering the notes of a life before ever hearing them and then reminding a person about something they’d rather forget.

Description: Now: With your best sleight of hand, cut the deck. Shuffle, don’t run. The crowd only sees the magic dance, not the cost of each step.

Description: Just calling up some friends.

Description: The masks of fallen warriors are inviting shells for the young dragons in their formative stages. Not only for the eye-catching displays, but also for the imprints left behind. The creatures gain psychic strength and take on attributes from the mask characters.

Description: I am a lone fox chasing birds from your windowsill. They scatter like possibilities taking flight, like dreams upon waking. I guess we are all of us made of exits.

Description: It can get lonely down here.

Description: “Disappear,” I command under my breath, but nothing disappears. Memory leaves a residue where logic fails. A spy with no mark to tail. I’ve followed the wind invisible. I’ve followed the scent untraceable. But it dawns on me: You remain, I’m the one who’s vanishing.

Description: "...symbolizes such character traits as creativity, intelligence, dependability, and calmness."

Description: "...symbolizes such character traits as creativity, intelligence, dependability, and calmness."

Description: "...symbolizes such character traits as creativity, intelligence, dependability, and calmness."

Description: Hanging out with the birds

Description: "Straps are easy, unless you're weak"

Description: Danger: High Voltage

Description: Taco 'bout spicy!