kings' lake

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a WIP animatic for @lumorie swan lake AU theres SO much that needs to be fixed in this but for now this is what i got :// 

Prog aesthetics
  • Genesis: Renisance paintings, fields of wildflowers, old abandoned mansions with overgrowth, Greek mythos, old decorative bibles, the smell of hot herbal tea, early mornings, fresh dew on a spiderweb, makeup, large elaborate fountain sculptures, and the sound of the wind rustling leaves as they fall
  • Emerson Lake and Palmer: smashed guitars, large cities at night, dusty church organs, metropolis movie posters, elegant gilded swords, old sifi novels, old alcohol bottles, the smell of cinnamon, bruised knuckles, sunsets, the smell of summer air, and the sound of a forest in winter
  • Yes: the ocean, iridescence, mountain air in the early morning, water lilies, greenhouses, the smell of the sea after a storm, holding hands, glittery capes, fae, ripples in a cup of water, elegant lace dresses, warm raspberry tea, daisies in the early morning sun, and grainy mermaid footage
  • King Crimson: large abandoned castles, old music books, smeared crimson lipstick, crowns made of gold and rubies, velvet robes, gold flakes, the smell of autumn, the sound of leaves crunching, baroque shattered mirrors, elaborate gilded daggers, red candle wax on a skull, the smell of insense burning, shattered crystals, blood soaked books, torn midevil tapestries, and empty parlor rooms with nothing but old broken furniture and paintings on the floor
  • Pink Floyd: Light shows, prisms, torn up money, the smell of old cigarettes that linger years after one was ever smoked, mushrooms, silhouettes, vintage postcards, erupting volcanos, broken walls, abandoned factories, the smell of an old book, dusty rooms, big fuzzy wool sweaters, and decorative tobacco pipes
  • Rush: the night sky, old science textbooks, silk kimonos, skeletons, the desert, the smell of new technology, dusty Ayn Rand novels, the sound of music through an old radio, the smell of an old maple table, the Canadian tundra, apples, smashed synthesizers, gears, grandfather clocks, and carved statues of trees
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Baby, I’m preying on you tonight

Hunt you down, eat you alive (…)

Maybe you think that you can hide

I can smell your scent from miles (…)

It’s like we can’t stop, we’re enemies (…)

You can pretend it’s meant to be, but you can’t stay away from me

Eredin & Ciri

thanks a million, dear anon!

I have no idea what “hot” means… *smiles ambiguously* I also like Ciredin (my very first otp… why? the answer is in “The Lady of the Lake”, feeeeeels) so I wholeheartedly understand you. :>

PS I will try to draw Iorweth and Saskia!