Awesome! It's to show that my depression is truly dead. In inspiration:

This is another spur in ther moment!

The sun shone though the black clouds as it hit the demon. It flied toward the light, but did not know it for it is blind. It's long snake like tounge lashed out and made hissing noises. As not only was the light causing pain, but the spear from the angelic form had finally put it down. It fluttered around in confuseion on it's huge black raven wings (does anyobdy rememebr this?) Fianlly, with one last horrofic roar it burned into a thousand ahses and floated to the ground. The angelic man floated down and kicked the ashses around. His radiant white wings disapear and froma brilliant white robe to a black suit. He walks off, but thenm feels a breeze pick up. He turns around to see some ashes of the demon float in the air. Then all of ths duden the wind picked up like it a tornaode was formig. The ahses form in the only strand of sunlight fighting through those black clouds. The ashes begin to spiral slowly, but then begin to spin A radiant light forms within the center. It spins outta control and goes toward the light. The whole area is litten up by blinding light! The man in black falsl t his knees due to the extreme light. Finally, the light began to dim. A shilloute stand s there. Once a wretched demon now a handsom man stands in the light. A white robe drssed his body. With odd and colorful symbols decorating his front. His arms are bare, but wears gunatlets. His waist supports two sheathes. One with a axe and one with a machete. He takes the two weapons and forms a cross. He yells, "No one shall oppress me anymore" The man in black shutters and is paralyzed in fear. Not of this man that stands before him, but the larger shilloute behind him that amkes the area so radiant.

Are we talking about the picture I drew you?
Did I ever give it to you?
xD

THE GP IS CHANGED!

There is much rejoycing!

Huzzah! Huzzah!

It took me forwever to figure out something good... if you can call it good.. I dunno what do u guys trhink?


Well, Sis you gave me the sketch, but not the finished piece... where is it?!

Are you serious?!
I thought I finished it for you!
RAWR!

*rampages throughout the board*


I'll start over, and make you a brand new one!

I think the GP be Epic.

Well, Addy you showd me the drawing, but it wasn't completed that's all.

You know what? I'm working on a bunch of work today. I have fanart for some friends, and a poem for my bf.
And then..
I'll do your picture.
xD

RAWR.
I can't believe I didn't complete it though.
Why didn't you remind me?

Heh... I'm the depressed maniac... XD

What?
Elaborate before I track you down.

Well,I guess I didn't want to be bothering you ^^'

Bkev... did I pass my curse onto u?

What's up kev? Something happen?

"S over, whatever it was. Musta been stress. Anyway:

Well... perhaps this isn't my place to go posting this around, but there was a wonderful storyteller at my elementary school named Mrs. Zundell. She would go to each of the classrooms, once a week, and tell us a few fables. We all loved her - especially her lazy puppet Fillbert. I don't think all her stories were original or not, but she had GREAT charisma. Somehow, she managed to keep us all interested the whole time - even if we were just waiting for Fillbert. She passed last Monday from cancer. I hope the kids who were some of the last to see her remember just how wonderful she was.

In case you're interested, here's her website. http://www.kathleenzundell.com/

You have my sincere condolences.

You have my sincere condolences.