99 Plush

HERE IS THE PACKAGE I SENT TO ADAM AND TRACY. Bead sprites, ACEO! Also, a plushie of 99. Look at that soulless stare! Adorable. Here's a picture dump!







BONUS ACTION HAND!





I bet you guys are so sick of my Spider-Man bed sheets.

Lagrangian Point (2)

 I've learned the feel of this ground,
    its surface forms me in shifts,
        hollow bones snapping and cracking.

These feathers used to be my own,
    but now the earth lays claim to those remains.
As I become one with the clay,
    it becomes one with me.


Tearing me from the ground-
    I heave, and creak, and bleed,
        and cold air seeps inside me.
I'm losing my familiar fragments,
    let into a strange and icy world.

I remember the ease of sorrow
    and where you pulled me loose.



You speak in words I've never known,
    full of color and song and love.

I've never felt this sort of sting before,
    twisting and writhing
        in a complacent sort of madness.
These fits and tremors
    ease me to the breeze.




These days, I drift steady in your wake-
    careful and trained, gliding on air,
        defiant of the distant, groaning earth.

I'll pace myself
    and one day

        you'll see

I'll fly by your side.

WELL HELLO THERE HAVE SOME SKETCHES

Art Fart

Lagrangian Point

I've learned the feel of this ground
Its surface forms me in shifts
Hollow bones snapping, cracking
These feathers used to be my own
Taken now by the earth
As I become one with the clay
It becomes one with me

Tearing me from the ground
I heave and creak and bleed
Cold air seeps inside me
Losing my familiar fragments
Into a strange and icy world
I remember the ease of sorrow
And where you pulled me loose

You speak in words I've never known
Flowing with color and sound
This feeling I've always longed for
You guide me higher and higher
Drifting in your wake
I want to reach your height
And fly by your side.