Yeah, guess that's it.
Medusa
Naiad

Live, Fly, FreeThe hard earth under my knees is warm, radiating soft heat through my body. It goes unnoticed. A breeze smelling of spring flowers and impending rain ruffles my hair and clothes. Were it a hurricane, I still would pay it no heed. The ground could open, a star explode, and yet I would not move. My mind is focused on the box in front of me.Live, Fly, Free
How long I have been kneeling here, I do not know. A moment or an eternity, it makes no difference. I feel confined, trapped. The box is my captor.
My wings strain against the fabric of my coat, their soft feathers whispering against my skin. I long to stretch them out under the sun
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QUEEN OF SPANK-TORIA.
If you'd like, I'll get you a green card.
FAQ #565: You prohibit the submission of 'pornographic imagery'; what do you consider this to be?
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"I think that God in creating Man somewhat overestimated his ability." -Oscar Wilde
RIP Mr. Vonnegut
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My DA print store: [link]
my photography site: *vcrimson-photography
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www.SicanStudios.com
Last update: 15 October 2009
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Soli Deo Gloria.
Comments in other languages welcome.
Memberships listed in my journal: [link]
Seghea: [link]
Extraplicity: [link]
Antelope Art: [link]
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Incredibly absent minded and not nearly cynical enough.
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