The Night Market's Forgotten Memories
Officially announcing the Night Market's Forgotten Memories. Written by Zinnia Demitasse and all artwork done by @mooreaux. This is our first joint foray into the world together and has been a passion project of ours.
Forgotten Memories is a companion piece to book 1 of the Night Market. A lot of these stories can be found in their rough draft version on my Patreon. However, in this book, they have been edited, added to and have some gorgeous art to go along with them. On top of that, more stories have been added that have never been seen beore.
Overall, enjoy 60 plus short stories from the RO's POV and over 40 images that have never been released before.
Note: Available on Itch.io only for the moment. Steam TBA
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“He got to his room with none the wiser, changed out for bed, and collapsed into his blankets with a content sigh. Sleep was easy after a long day and a good dinner, but when he dreamed it was of bloodied ravens locked in an iron cage.”
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nothings new for kuwei 😕 a lil drawing for @appolinyou 🌻🌻
im gonna drop into hiatus aft this i jst started school 😭😭😭😭 guys im so sorry 🙏🏽🙏🏽
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Whenever Addie feels herself forgetting, she presses her ear to his bare chest and listens for the drum of life, the drawing of breath, and hears only the woods at night, the quiet hush of the summer. A reminder that he is a lie, that his face and flesh are simply a desguise.
That he is not human, and this is not love.
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'O, Peter don't waste the fairy dust on me.' She had risen; and now at last a fear assailed him. 'What is it?' He cried, shrinking.
'I will turn up the light,' she said ', and then you can see for yourself.'
For almost the only time in his life thst I know of, Peter was afraid. 'Don't turn up the light,' he cried. She let her hands play in the hair of the tragic boy. She was not a little girl heart-broken about him; she was a grown woman smiling at it all, but they were wet smiles.
Then she turned up the light, and Peter saw. He gave a cry of pain; and when the tall beautiful creature stooped to lift him in her arms he drew back sharply. 'What is it?' He cried again. 'I am old, Peter. Ever so much more than twenty. I grew up long ago.'
'You promised not to!'
'I couldn't help it. I am a married woman, Peter.'
'No you're not.'
'Yes, and the little girl in the bed is my baby.'
'No she's not.'
But he supposed she was; and he took a step towards the sleeping child with his dagger upraised. Of course he did not strike. He sat down on the floor instead and sobbed; and Wendy did not know how to comfort him.
— Peter Pan , j.m. barrie
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Artists I'd want to work on a Red Hood solo, in no particular order
Carmine di Giandomenico
Juni Ba
Nikola Cizmesija
Jason Fabok
Miguel Mendonca
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In the Sky - Delacroix, Eugène 1798
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Finaly i finished Charlie and Nick. i did try making charlie a bit more how i view him in Solitaire. i do think that Nick is more cutesy than i had hoped but overall its okay! All Rights and Charecter Credits go to Alice Oseman! love love love they're work :) (Also i dont draw Boys/men offen at all, so their not completely how i imagine)
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The Peanuts, Notorious B.I.G. lyrics
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“Gold not yellow, real metallic gold.”
21 hours and I’m so happy with this!!!
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