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Waiting by Howling-Writer, literature

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Waiting

She stood there. Rain pelted down around her. It spattered against her clear umbrella, sliding along the plastic like endless tear drops. Humidity toyed with her hair. The ends twisted and coiled until it frizzed about her. Black strands reached for the inner curves of the umbrella as if drawn by a magnetic. Yet, she stood there. Even as water splashed against her ebony school shoes. Even as her ivory socks drank themselves sodden. Even as her hand grew slick as it grasped the umbrella handle. She still stood there, brown eyes watching, waiting. Who was she waiting for? I don’t know. I saw no one glance her way, but she kept on wai

Snow Leopard by Howling-Writer, literature

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Snow Leopard

He didn't seem the least bit bothered by the heavy snow falling about him. At least, not with the stillness with which he watched me. His grey-blue eyes hung wide. Snow buried his paws. Wind ruffled his spotted fur. Yet, he stood like a statue, the twitching of his dark-pink nose the only sign he was alive. That, and the gentle puff of smoke swirling about him as he exhaled. One tiny, round ear flicked backwards. A moment later, the other followed. Tension in his muscles rippled his thick white fur as if he were preparing to pounce. Inspired by artist Jean-Claude Bistanti's 'First Snow'.

My soul by Howling-Writer, literature

Can you see your reflection by Howling-Writer, literature

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Can you see your reflection

"Can you see your reflection?" A cold, hollow voice whispered. You gazed at the glass door. "Can you see your reflection?" The words repeated. Darkness lingered on the other side. Yet, a face dissolved from the shadows, appearing as a reflection. Its mouth gaped. "Can you see your reflection?" Fear threw you backwards, where cold, dead hands gripped you. Nails bit into your flesh. Blood trickled from your arms. Spun around, you came face to face with the demented, warped creature; the gaunt line of bones distinguished it as no longer living. Its blood-shot eyes bore into you. A viper-like tongue protruded between thin, pale lips. Oozing o

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Nov 23
United States
Deviant for 16 years
mnbernardbooks.wordpress.com/
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Hi there!

I'm sorry to say, I'm not an artist. I don't draw. I don't paint. I don't make graphics. I don't even doodle. (And you don't want to see what it looks like when I do :p)

But I do write! I love writing and that's the form of art I've spent most of my life developing. Like all artists, I'm constantly growing and developing in my skill.

Even though I don't make picture art, I am in awe of those who do and I'd like to support the amazing artists on this site. In order to support artists, I've taken to writing short 500 word(or fewer) flash fiction pieces inspired by the amazing artwork on Deviantart. If you'd like to see some of these works, take a peek at my blog. Maybe your work will be featured next? ^.^

Favourite Movies

Fight Club, Clue, A Knight's Tale, Chicago

Favourite TV Shows

The 100, Reign, Nashville, Teen Wolf

Favourite Books

Chronicles of Narnia, Uglies

Favourite Writers

Scott Westerfeld, Ernest Cline, CL Denault, Shakespeare, Brothers Grimm

Favourite Games

Halo, Sims, Spore

Favourite Gaming Platform

Board games