Voices

The white doveThe White DoveThe white dove
The stillness is haunting. This place, bare stone, aged and gray, Smooth and dull from time. Beautiful, but empty. A warm summer breeze, blows soothingly through glassless windows. Grass cushions my feet, where floor should be. The sky smiles down on me, when roof should cover my head. Muted, muted Everything quiet and still. Lost, forgotten, Dead.
Then Sound reaches my ears. Birdsong. Vibrant, joyful. Ringing and ringing against the stones. So full of life, Ev


RoadSomewhere there is a road.Road
Somewhere there is a road, Covered in sod, and hardly trod, but Marked by hooves and tracks and grass and weed, Where feet slide deep In mud and sand.
And woods part way As it winds through Brook and brush and stream And into the sun- terraced fields of thistle and hay, And beneath the grass you lay--
Hidden, from the trees.
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J. Michael Koontz
Prilian Legends Webcomic
JMKoontz Studios
JMKoontz on Etsy
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There is nothing in the world that you cannot do
When you believe in you...
i love your draws!!
He says you are interested in having someone illustrate fiction for you.
I am currently working on a graphic novel myself with a friend of mine here on da, but I'd be more than happy to help you out.
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"I am Captain Gordon Freeman of the Intergalactic House of Pancakes ordering you to OPEN!"
"Murphy's Law can SUCK IT."
i finally found your profile again and i am sending it to my friend now, if you want to see her work, here is a link to her as well., her name is Victoria
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have a wonderful winter break Linda!
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I've just freed the fiend from the clutches of the beautiful princess... Now it's time to rescue dragons and slay virgins.
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NERGNERGNERG
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