Fantasy Written Picturing

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Fantasy Written Picturing

Fantasy Written Picturings!

Feel free to do your own, and if you would like one, just ask. Me or any other CBer will do one for you.

This is a random sample of Bluebird: (I literally just flipped through the pages with my eyes closed and clicked on a random thread which happened to belong to Bluebird)

The tiny fairy slipped through the dew covered rose bush, her long silvery blue gown trailing behind her. Her silky golden hair flowed around her like a cape, weaved and tangled along her flittering wings. The tiny girl shivered in the chrisp morning air and beat her wings, rising above the flowerbeds to meet the sight of majestic bluebirds, singing a lullaby to thier young. The girl perched her self on a oak tree branch, staring with her wise, sapphire eyes across the rolling mountain sides, dotted with blooming flowers to the rising sun on the horizen, quiet, serene, untouched.

 

Please feel free to do your own, and ask if you would like one, as I said before! Could someone please do me of some wild animal, maybe a dragon or a pheonix? Thanks in advance!

 

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Umm... 

submitted by LilyPad
(April 20, 2017 - 7:32 pm)

June: Wings fluttering softly, you land on a flower petal. As a fairy, you're small enough to do such things. To you, a water droplet is the size of a large puddle, and a light breeze is equivalent to a tornado. You sit on the petals of a rose, enjoying the cool weather and the flower's tantalizing scent. Suddenly, you sit up. The wind is blowing harder, and thunder rumbles. Clouds darkening, they start rolling across the now-black fabric of the sky. You stand up, wings fluttering, rushing home to the shelter of your hollowed-out log. Rain starts falling on the way, drenching you. All you can do is wipe the droplets out of your eyes and keep going. Soon, youre home. Such a stark contrast from outside, your log is warm and dry. Shivering, you wrap yourself in the blanket of a large leaf and lay down on the fluffy tufts of cotton you call a bed. Soon, you're asleep, dreaming of flying across a field with your friends on a warm sunny day. 

Thank you for my picturing! I love it! 

 

submitted by Leafmist
(April 27, 2017 - 11:03 am)

Thanks!

submitted by June
(April 30, 2017 - 9:47 am)

May I please have a picturing? 

submitted by Anna
(April 28, 2017 - 8:18 pm)

Wait....Hi....Are you a new CBer? Or is this an impersonation of my AE?

submitted by elementgirl18917
(April 30, 2017 - 5:39 am)