Lilybet86
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Artist // Student // Varied
- Nov 15
- United Kingdom
- Deviant for 12 years
- writemyname.wordpress.com
- She / Her
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My Bio
I am a writer and sometime artist who has just finished a massive HP fanfiction and is now working on her own stuff. Dragons are my passion but any good art/writing is fantastic.
Favourite Movies
Lord of the Rings, Harvey, X-Men, Moulin Rouge
Favourite TV Shows
House, CSI, West Wing, NCIS, Star Trek
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Queen, Beatles, Tarja Turunen, Within Temptation, Classical
Favourite Books
The Hobbit, Foundation Trilogy, Norse Myths and Legends
Favourite Writers
Tolkien, Asimov, Wodehouse, Stoker, Eddings
Tools of the Trade
Pen, paper, pencil
Other Interests
Graveyards, Bumblebees, Dragons
The Dancer
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The wind howled and the doors banged. Woods swayed, birds fought fruitlessly against the feriocity of the storm. Fires danced, licking up the wooden beams, flaring in the darkness. Caressing the cracks she danced in the wind and the rain, burning holes where she lay her flickering skin. The water dashed holes in her being but she was formed of deeper things than the storm could tear apart. A gust of wind, her ally in all things, blew her from the shadowed ruins, floated her high before setting her gently down on new ground. Here there was pure earth and all that grew from it. Hungrily she licked up the edges and began her consuming dance as t
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Poem
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In our dreams we find the truth of our hearts.
Who are we to deny the promise that lies within our souls.
Turn around and see,
Turn around and fall to destruction.
The beating heart within us all calls out.
Will you follow the truth that break free,
Like a bird from a gilded cage,
Flying high till it burns away the darkness.
Turn around and see,
Turn around and fall into oblivion.
Broken hearts still have wings to fly,
We only have to let them free.
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Firestones
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Draco picked the jewels from where they hung around her neck and held them lightly. They sparkled in the sun, seeming to glow with an inner fire while their carefully cut facets threw the light all around.
"These are Malfoy firestones," Draco said in a cold steady voice, "There are only two sets in existance. One my mother wears, and the other is safely locked in Gringotts." He drew his eyes away from the sparkling stones and looked Marigold Fletcher in the eye. His voice became so chilled it could have frozen lava as he asked, "How did you get them?"
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Thanks for the fave!!
Saludos!!
Saludos!!