very good !

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{sshh...i know it's only in my head.}

lovely!

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What a delight this is! All this inventing, this producing, takes place in a pleasing, lively dream.
Mozart

'Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.' Dylan Thomas

scéal lámh

Thank you

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I`m neither angel or demon, just only myself

his performance is my FAVORITE. he was AMAZING and, strangely, attractive. anyways, this is lovely!

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"I am the onlu unicorn there is? The Last?"-The Last Unicorn
"No good deed goes unpunished. That's my new creed!"- Wicked
"There are no happy endings, because nothing ends." - Schmendrick the Magician

You know, this really is a great combination of "The Beauty and the Beast" and "Frankenstein" (referring to the TV series). I like how you painted the trees and the water too.

Thank you! I always fell pity for this creature, he has no name or family. The only he wish is to love and be loved.

My story to this pictures, begins, after he got chased away by the blind mans son.
When he walking in the woods, he suddenly see a beautiful readhead girl down by a river, washing clothes. Enchanted by her beauty he walks closer and he hides behind a tree. She is a poor peasant girl, living all alone in her small cottage in the woods.
She fells that someone is watching and she turn her head to the woods and.....

Your turn

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I`m neither angel or demon, just only myself

...Nothing. The creature had made sure to stay well hidden behind the tree.
"Silly girl," she said to herself. "You've been staying all by yourself here in the woods for so long. You're beginning to imagine things."
She turned to her laundry again and hummed a little song, that she was making up while she was doing the washing. After a little bit she stopped again and listened. She was so sure, that somehing, or someone was watching her. But all she could hear was a robin singing it's song, and so she continued with her's. She made sure to get the washing done quickly, though...

Back to you

Though ``Creature´´ have walked closer to her, still hidden behind the trees and bushes.
When she was done, she putted her old, wornout but still beautiful shawl around her shoulders, tooked her basket with her linen and started to walk back to her cottage.
Sha starts to sing! Her voices is the most beautiful sound he ever heard.
It was warm and soft, filled his heart something. It was the same felling when he listened to the old mans violin, how it warmed him, but this was something more. He couldnt explain it, he didnt know the word!

Know its you turn
Remember! I dont want the girl see him yet! Wait for my signal!
P.S I have decied her name, it`s Laura

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I`m neither angel or demon, just only myself

Laura was happily singing her song and had already forgotten about the feeling of being observed, as a strage, deep, and hoarse humming sound mixed in with her voice. She immediately stopped - and so did the humming.
The creature had been so wrapped up in her singing, that he unconsciously started humming along, while he had followed her, hiding behind bushes and trees along the path. He saw her looking around, then shaking her head. As she proceeded on her way back home, a quiet sigh passed the black of his lips. He didn't intend to reveal himself to her. Too strong was his fear of being rejected.

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