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COLOR SCHEMESSilver, I am silver. I am confused like grey, but my shiny exterior dulls the appearance of said state of mind. I am accepted by many different types of people, and I can be both eye catching and forgettable.
But my true love is black. The color of the night and shadows. Since it is a color that compliments all of the other colors, I have many things that are black, like clothes and sheets. Black is my true love because of what it symbolizes. Night is my favorite time of day, the world outside is quiet and I can be left alone with my thoughts. Shadows are beautiful to me. They are both realistic and larger than life. It is something everyone has, the thing that everyone has in common. It is harmless also. It shoes where you have waked, where you will walk, or that you are not walking alone. Black is also misunderstood. It symbolizes evil and death, but not all things black are evil or will kill you. First of all, there are many different view points on evil, so associating one color wi
Rango Stormcaller's BiographyBACKGROUND
Rango Stormcaller was born in a village in the White Plume Mountains called Ǫfugr (means "Backwards"). She grew up with her father, Narul Stormcaller, her mother, Ranthil Stormcaller (formerly Skintearer), and her two older twin brothers, Narbr and Narst Stormcaller. The Stormcaller family is in the business of hunting for the whole village. They do trade with outsiders who also reside in the White Plume Mountains, like the dwarves, but a majority goes toward the village. They are only one of two familes in the trade, the other family is the Heavyfeet.
The village is still stuck in its traditional ways, which means that they still have arranged marriages. Rango was destined at the age of 3 to marry the youngest son of a blacksmithing family, Ravga Weaponbreaker. Ravga's father, Ravner Weaponbreaker, made the arrangement with Narul because their families would benefit from the joining. Ravga's older brother, Ravchi Weaponbreaker, has already married the eldest daughter o
My ears are openMy ears are open,
But I don't have wisdom in many topics.
I will listen to your woes,
And I will try to comfort your sobbing heart,
Your broken courage,
Your shattered spirit.
For because I don't know how to help you to the fullest,
You will know that someone is on your side,
There for you.
You will know that you are not alone.
That you are not forgotten.
That there is still hope,
You will know that you can always come to me,
And that I will always listen.
Even thought you don't know me,
My ears are open,
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More