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~Self Knowledge; Faces of the Moon
RATIONALITY
You like clarity and intelligent simplicity and you get frustrated at messy thinking. This can make you seem unreasonably pushy to some, but it is actually a virtue: you are motivated by a horror at pointless effort and a longing for precision and insight into how things and people work. Your ability to synthesize and bring order is essential in producing thinking which is truly helpful.
SHYNESS
Part of you is gripped by the fear that you’ll launch into something and completely mess it up. The upside of this is wise caution: people are indeed often too rash, whereas you know, by instinct, that holding back can save you. Probably, you feel shame and self-disgust a bit too much. But when you do feel in your element, you act with a wisdom and sensitivity never found in people with thicker skins.
RESILIENCE
You have a tendency, after a setback, to turn your emotions towards re-striving. What attracts you is the idea of wiping out a humiliation by resumed action – overcoming weakness, repressing your fear. Because part of your motive is pride, you can sometimes be unwilling to admit weakness or to receive aid. But at heart, tour insistence on coming back and never folding has taught you a valuable pessimism: you know that important journeys are never easy.
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Link to my normal commission post: Here!
I’m putting up a small alternative to my usual commissions, to do some commissions for in-game gold to pay for WoW tokens!
For 25,000 gold, I’m offering headshot / bust colored sketches (like the examples above). I’ll draw any World of Warcraft race, but I can’t promise Tauren / Worgen will look the best. I will not draw anything NSFW or anything too mechanized (Robots for example).
To pay, you will have to be able to send the gold to Wyrmrest Accord Horde or Moon Guard Alliance.
The gold will be sent to Renwil for payment, who is Wyrmrest Accord Horde.
Or the gold will be sent to Eraé for payment, who is Moon Guard Alliance. (Don’t forget the accented é !!!!)
If you are interested, you can contact me on this tumblr (dreamfoiled) through the tumblr IM system.
I do require some sort of photo reference of your character that I can go off of for their appearance, whether it be art, faceclaims, or screenshots.
Before starting an agreed upon sketch, the 25,000 gold will need to be received, and then I will start your commission as to save myself from scams. If I for whatever reason cannot finish your commission, the gold will be refunded in full.
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Explosions In The Sky - First Breath After A Coma
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Despite knowing the journey and where it leads… I embrace it. And I welcome every moment of it.
Arrival (2016) dir. Denis Villeneuve
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It ended with a flicker and a shudder that rippled across his being. He had walked on endless trails of starlight, basking between the vast distances that existed between constellations. The dreaming mage’s mind whirled through the enmity of his tumultuous thoughts, his walk among the glimmering motes swirling across the night’s sky was interrupted. The emaciated child of the moon shivered and pulled his blankets tight around his form as he slept, his perception still captivated by the relentless hold of slumber. He went still, subconsciously peering through what was, and all that would be. His snapshot was small, like peering through a key-hole while shivering in the harshest of storms. Thunder rolled over the ground he imagined himself standing on. The quake rattled every inch of his body, from the tips of his toes, all of the way to the ends of his teeth. With bared fangs, he doubled over. Hands and knees raced towards the muddy earth below. There was a horrible cough that filled his lungs, wracking his body without remorse. Through a squinted gaze, he peered into a puddle forming in a basin of mud before his hazy gaze. It filled of it’s own accord, the water was crystal clear despite it’s murky surroundings. Images swirled in the mirror-like pool, instead of Albyr’s own visage looking back at him, a single rose was reflected in the center of the conjured water. Thorns adorned the healthy stem, along with vibrant red colored petals sitting atop the brilliant flower. His brow furrowed, clearly confused. It steadily grew, flourishing under the effect of an eerily green glow. The tides began to rise however, washing over the garden in which the thriving rose had been situated. Terrifying waves of water crashed against the white picket fences built around the verdant stretch of land. Splinters of wood were caught betwixt the scintillating grasp of the roaring ocean.It rolled over the rose, leaving nothing behind, immediately exploding out of the mirror-like puddle he was gazing in. Albyr shot upright in his bed, covered from head to toe in sweat. He fumbled with his throat, rolling off of his soaked sheets in a bundled up mess. With a quick series of convulsions, he coughed up a mouthful of salt-water. He looked down at the collection of liquid in disbelief. He stumbled to his feet, wheezing heavily as he limped over to his robes bundled by the door. With no windows, it was difficult to tell how long he slept, but the elf was frantic despite lack of sleep. The dull noise created by his lame leg dragging along the hardwood floor vibrated in his ears. He quickly got his things in order, and pushed through the ancient oaken door beyond. This was a terrible omen. The frail mage stepped out into the frigid night, desperate to get to her before it was too late.
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