He had wanted to die on Starkiller, wanted to be absorbed into the scarlet infinite of the universe, to be consumed by the astral expulsion of matter, the ultimate ascension into perpetuity, to be forever sublimated as energy from the galaxy’s greatest weapon, the fearsome child of his own making swallowing him back up into the great, gaping, maw of its event horizon.
He had tasted the metal of the blaster against the flat of his tongue: sour and bright. He had closed his eyes and tried to think of a crimson wave of light. Instead, he had seen a field of snow.
His wet-eyed, shaking, paralytic silence is his refusal. Ren is correct: he is a disgrace. He blinks, drops his gaze.
“Coward,” says Ren.
“Get fucked,” he says. (His voice breaks. It sounds so weak.)
Hey guys. So 2017 was going alright up until last week.
I’ve maxed out my Credit Card and used the money I had set aside for my monthly car payment to feed my family, buy wood pellets for the stoves to keep us from freezing to death, and for gas to drive my mother’s husband to his appointments in Lutherville, MD (I live 3 hours from there mind you and I have yet to receive any compensation from his Workman’s comp. people like I was supposed to).
I have no money and my mom’s husband just lost his job because Purdue is a horrible company. Her husband was making a good majority of the money and his paychecks normally left us with enough to buy enough of what we need to survive, which was very little.
I have opened commissions once more to try to make any money that will help us because I don’t feel right asking for donations.
The above works were chosen quickly and yes I did reuse my old commission info format and final image. I have tags to show what my other works are like and they areKi Drawingsand Ki Dooldes
If you are interested PLEASE contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org so that I may go over details, cost, and so that I can send you an invoice through PayPal. Invoices are a must now so that I don’t get in legal trouble.
If you cannot afford to commission me or just do not wish to, please at least reblog this. I am at my wits-end trying to help our family of 6.