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The angel none of you asked for
Oh my god, this looks amazing! Im so happy with how it turned out. It looks like its a one of a kind limited edition! Thank you @taylorswift for signing those Lover cd slips and all your effort you put into your fans. Words can not express how much we appreciate you. The photos are terrible cause the sun is going down and my bedroom lights drown out the colours (ill try and get some more). The last photo is very similar to how it actually looks. A light pink on top of a dark pink matting really makes it pop, i love the colours and frame I’ve chosen and i love you Taylor!
Have a great day everyone!
Pastel art of mob from mob physco 100
‘The funeral and resurrection’
Goth felt weird in that day. He felt to something is happened, something very bad. He walked in the kitchen, where Pastel drawed something, and asked him, if he saw Cengold, but the answer was a no.
Then he walk in Swirl’s room the throw the same question, but the reply repeatedly is a no.
Finally the reaper skeleton called Palette, and the Fell counters, moreover his own parents too, but the answer was the same. “No we didn’t saw him, sorry”.
As last chance, he called Ink and Dream, but the reply still a no.
He walk in the living room and lean his skull in his hands, start seriously thinking, when remember to his youngest son like hangout with Asher. So he take his phone and give a call to Asher.
Asher’s reply is “ I’m sorry miss, I didn’t saw him for a months”.
And this makes Gothy worrying with reason.
He stand up and walk up and down in the living room, all alone, nervously.
After 32 minutes he decided to go to find his son and exam, to how he thought he would disappear without a word, when Reaper appear behind him.
“Dad! Good to came, I need your help. Help me find him”
Goth started ask his father, but all his words sticked inside him, when he sees the visage of the god of the death.
Goth don’t like this. He frown amd wait out, patiently to the other say something.
“Goth.. I found him but..”
Reaper started, his voice was filled with pain and sadness.
“But what? Tell me dad!”
Goth wasn’t sure about to he want hear it. A dark, dead feeling crawled along his spine and soul.
“Cengold.. is dead. A vampire killed him..”
Reaper’s his voice died. There was nothing else he could say besides. He looked down, his arms resting beside his body.
The moment Goth heard this, all the light in his eyes was gone. His eyes darkened, his face grim. Every word slowly, painfully sounded in his head. His soul was cold, shady, icy pain. This was the cruelest news he had ever heard. And the next minute, with a loud cry, Goth fell to his knees.
Pastel and Swirl runned to the living room to check, what happened. They wasn’t sure, how to react at the sight of their’s mother cry like that. They don’t know what happened. Not until Goth cried out for Cengold. Pastel was the first who found out the bad new. And with tears in his eyes look at his mother, and hug him tight.
Swirl soon also realized, but no started cry yet. He walked away and try to be strong, just to notify their father.
Palette was in full shock and immediantly left his job, to be beside Goth. As soon as he came home, they cried together in pain. They lost Cengold and it was so bad..
Meanwhile, Reaper has go home, and told it to Geno with fear. He know how Geno will react and he was good about it.
The dying skeleton started be mad, broke some stuffs and sweared to if he find the causer, he gonna kill them.
Soon Dream and Ink also got the bad new, just like Asher, Raven, Sorell, and everyone in the family.
Hours, days later they are on a funeral, Cengold’s funeral.
Pastel and Goth sob in pain, unsoppoble. Swirl also cry but in silence.
Geno wouldn’t tell nothing, but he deeply hate the fact to he lost a second beloved.
Reaper pull his hood in his face to cover it, and fists his other hand.
Everyone was in a deep grief.
After the funeral, everyone has go home, expect one skeleton
Fell Goth Sans stand all alone, front of the grave. His emotions was mixed.
Anger, sadness, pain, confuse. He just stared down at the tomb, blankly.
Cengold was his son too. His beloved one too. And now he lost a treasure. And he cry in silence.
Rurik appears behind him, but this time no rude. He gently hug him with sympathy, he knew what his love feels now.
“He was a good boy.. If heaven exist, he surely there”
Palette tried comfort Lotus. Lotus turned and hug him, still cry.
At the middle of the night, in the graveyard, at the place where Cengold was buried, the ground started to move. After so 10-15 minutes later the young skeleton climbed out from the coffin and underground, with a new power. He is alive. He resurrected.
But he felt to something changed.
His memory was full, he remember how he died. Every moments. But all was useless, because he no realized, to heturned into a vampire.
He streched his skeleton body, and start walk out from the cemetery, his first way lead to home.
As he walks on the streets, everything it seemed strange, distant, as if it is no longer his Universe. As if everything was just a gray extraneousness.
Soon he reach the house where he lived before, the home. But as he look at the building, it is alienation to him. He don’t know why yet.
Then, he lift his hand to open the door…