50 word story. #Inktober2020writersedition My face once full of color was now drained of pigment. As I stared into his peridot eyes, I knew he had forgotten me. His spear-like teeth were inches away from shredding me beyond recognition. I trembled and my hair whipped violently back when he let out a guttural growl.
Tag: moon child
What I do! Paint!
Not only do I write, but I also run a small painting business. I sell mainly on Etsy, but sometimes at art shows. If you were wondering what type of art I paint it is heavily based in the fantasy world! Think gnomes, fairies (faeries), mermaids, Nessie, enchanted forests and the like!