|This is the first picture I ever posted on dA. It is so far my most faved deviation and also remains my personal favourite.|
Legacy-Short-9-20-13: Memoir ExcerptI vividly recall the morning that set my life on its current path. I’d been fourteen for about a month, and it was early one morning, just as the rainy season was passing. You wouldn’t know it by the incessant drizzle that was exacerbating the morning fog that roiled around the trees in the back yard. Perhaps doubly so because positive changes aren't supposed to have their moments on rainy days.
I was awake early, but I was always up early, at least compared to most of my siblings. Father and Mother were up, but of my siblings only my older sister was awake, and neither of my step-moms were up either; tending to sleep in with my half-sisters and half-brother. Mom always liked to joke that laziness was a trait of both of their birth-clans; I think just because she was amused by the scowl dad always gave her when she did.
Far from an unusual morning; it was an off day from school, so I was pleased to be up early, busily eating breakfast as Father sat
Vignettes with CireThe warm rays of the sun were about as delightful as it could get, Cire thought to herself. The scattering of clouds kept them from becoming too intense, even during the summer season. As she sat on the mountain slope in nothing but her shorts and shade hat, the latter tilted forward to block the sun, the young woman watched the scene unfolding below with some mirth, her long tapered ears giving a few flicks of amusement.
Far down from her perch, only the highlights audible, her youngest sister, Tallia, and niece, Atsiki, had been throwing a colorful orange ball back and forth. They'd seemed to be enjoying the day as much as Cire, if in their own way, when her brother Edlin had made himself known.
Where, exactly, he was hiding she wasn't sure. The fact that the ball had taken on a life of its own, darting just out of reach as the girls chased after it, hovering through the air ever one step ahead of them, was proof enough of his telekinetic presence.
Her Father, Brother, and her own mo
I am Tartarus. Called so after the lowest of the three levels of the underworld of ancient Greek mythology.
I was born in Norway, but have lived in Australia most of my life.
I like to draw and write stuff for a hobby, especially sci-fi pics and stories.
A number of my pics and stories contain mythological references, as I am fascinated by ancient mythology and folklore.
I have a strong fascination for mysteries and odd things. I am also fascinated by scientific and historical topics, both conventional and controversial.
I do not adhere to any belief system whatsoever, but rather just accept and reject things based on what evidence I've seen both for and against them.
I like traveling to places, and hope to do a lot of traveling throughout my life. There's just so many places I'd like to see. ^^
So anyway, I hope you enjoy the pics and stories I've made here on dA. ^^