It’s not that you didn’t want a baby, but you didn’t really…want…one. You’d be fine with having one, but you’d be just as fine not having one, too. You’d tried to explain that to Calum over and over again, but your words never worked right and always came out all twisty and Calum would get mad because he wanted to have a kid (or two) with you; that’s all he wanted (besides marrying you, but that’s a whole different argument). You and he’d gotten in a pretty big argument about it, but you kind of stopped talking about it and never brought it up again.
There were many, many, many words that could describe Blake
Belladonna - but there was only one that could do the job all by itself.
Black as the key between the other piano keys. Black as the night.
Black as ink on paper. Her hair was black, her clothes were black, and
her name was, depending on translation, black. Her past was – take a
random guess - black. She was shadows, and stalking, and grimness, and
all in all, the view from inside of a book no one had yet figured out
how to open.
Blake was black, through and through.
Which, of course, begged the question: how in the world was she managing to hide in the fresh-fallen white snow?
And for that matter, why had Yang let herself be talked into a snowball fight with Blake in the first place?
Saw the movie on November, and I really enjoyed it. ;) It was a cute movie with Shrek elements and great designs (clothes made in felt crafts, vivid colors on trolls). I really love Poppy - she’s optimistic and very determined. I always enjoy with happy-go-characters since Spongebob and Sailor Moon. ^w^
The background was…. EH. Oh well. At least I tried my best for using Photoshop. Enjoy.