Destiny of DamascusBriar clutched her limp sister’s body against her chest, her vision blurred, tears streaking down her face. She was relieved to hear Bracken’s heart as she held her tightly, the feeble beat the only sound she could hear in the deathly quiet throne room. The battle they had just endured had been so loud, a cacophony of love, survival and rage as they had blended forms and defended themselves from him, but now, only the weak beating of Bracken’s heart could be heard. A soft, echoing epilogue to an audience of one. It was a quiet melody, but Briar had never heard a more beautiful sound. She was alive. They were both still alive, despite everything. They were together, and they were alive...
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This is the third piece I did for my senior exhibition. The rest of the show can be seen on the site I made for it!Apr 20, 2021
Read the rest by clicking on the link below!
https://akexhibition.carrd.co/
This is the third piece I did for my senior exhibition. The rest of the show can be seen on the site I made for it!Apr 20, 2021
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