- hastily-torn threadbare cloth bandages, smoky campfires, the clinking of metal on metal, faded cloaks stiff with mud, dried blood on leather, tangled hair, hitched breaths, a fevered blush along their cheekbones under dust and sun-freckles
- earthenware cups, whitewashed walls, honey in tea and on gauze bandage-padding, lavender outside the open window, soft voices, long wakeful nights of memory to avoid the nightmares, coughing fits stifled in a pillow, shiny healing scars fading with time
- cold unfamiliar metallic spaceship walls, the beep and whir of life-saving machines, throbbing of engines somewhere outside of sight, a fogged-up oxygen mask, multicolored wires on leads, closed eyelids, a bright uniform coat slung over the foot of the bed and someone crying in the hallway
- rain patter on the roof, a faint wail from somewhere distant, shaky laughter, rolls of elastic wrap and sticky tape out of a friend’s backpack, spell-marked weapons laid out for cleaning, hot food eaten one-handed, crooked stitches, blood from a split lip, sharing a coat against a crumbling brick wall
- a golden halo of healing magic around steady gentle hands, the cloudy stain of blood on polished armor, bruises black against skin, haunted eyes, held breath, tears blotted quickly, flags snapping in the wind, a kiss pressed to the corner of their forehead and a moment’s sigh of solace
Oh YES.
And if I might add…
- the deep scarlet of blood-soaked bandages contrasted against too-pale skin, short panting breaths, the crease that forms between eyebrows as they furrow with a fresh wave of pain
- bitter potion / herbal concoction carefully spooned between half-parted lips, barely-cracked eyelids that screw shut against the unpleasant taste, a firm hand against their cheek when they try to turn away
- firelight dancing hypnotically before heavy-lidded eyes, thick travel-worn blankets draped over shoulders, steaming bowls of stew placed in trembling hands
- leaves rustling in the wind, crickets and tree frogs trilling, an owl hooting somewhere in the distance, hushed murmurs outside the open tent flap: “How are they?” “Sleeping a bit easier, for now.” “And their fever?” “Up and down… hard to say.” “Can they take another day of traveling?” “…Do we have a choice?”
you may Definitely add, and these are awesome :)
- crow
Adding a couple more if no one minds…
- fingers unbuckling leather straps, the heavy weight of the full plate armor slowly eased off the weary shoulders, accompanied by quiet, gentle, “you did well”, “hey, it’s alright, you can rest now”, “don’t worry, we’ll take it from here”, or “just sleep now”
- a blood-coated weapon slipping from trembling fingers, clattering down, soon followed by its wounded and exhausted owner, collapsing on the ground by it
- sand underneath, waves washing the feet as they lie there, sun burning all too hot overhead, no shade anywhere nearby, nothing to be seen as far as eye can see but the tiny excuse of an island, parts of the wreckage, and empty sea all around, not a single other ship in sight
They’re taking away my favorite magazine! Where else am I going to find out when Martha is vacuuming her vents? Or learn what $500 pair of jeans a woman who started a tablecloth company recommends? OR HOW TO PROTECT MY COLLECTION OF ANTIQUE BRASS TEAPOTS FROM THE SALTY AIR OF THE HAMPTONS?
Ok, side note, but Martha Stewart was the NICEST celebrity I ever had to deal with at work. And I’ve had to deal with a LOT of them.
So I’ve been working on a personal ML project for almost 2 years now. I decided to create Juleka and Luka’s bedroom based on how I feel their room would look like if they had a proper teenage room. I thought it would be fun to design it based on if they had their own personal space instead of sharing it side by side. I had enough built and done that I thought would be fun to share the work in progress.
Bird’s Eye View of the Space:
And the layout design for Juleka’s room:
Layout of Luka’s room:
And so far I’ve managed to get some textures and lighting in. I tried to keep the idea they live on a boat so Luka’s side will have more of the boat lighting and such, but Juleka will have designs based on canon.
Juleka’s Room Render:
Luka’s Room Render:
An update on the rooms. Only have Luka’s so far but I’m pretty proud of it at the moment. Still have a lot to do, but at least the main stuff is textured! And a close up of Luka’s guitar picks
So my exam is tomorrow and yet all I can think about is how horrible my roommate is. I’m going to talk to her tomorrow. And by talk, I mean tell her that she has no concept of personal space or the fact that the world doesnt revolve around her self centered ass.
