Fanart!
I got sick of the old layout, and changed it.
I finished DH Ages ago! ^__^
Now I have some fanart!
Chapter 10
"..Master Regulus was strange, not as he usually was, disturbed in his mind, Kreacher could tell...and he asked Kreacher to take him to the cave, the cave where Kreacher had gone with the Dark Lord..."
and so they set off. Harry could visualize them quiet clearly, the frightened old elf and this, dark seeker who had so resembled Sirius...
THAT'S RIGHT! I WAS RIGHT!! I WAS RIGHT!!
Regulus does turn good!! Myuhahha!
That's him before he goes into the cave with Kreacher, he's holding the fake locket thinking of everything in his life! (of Vevay), Everything he's done, and what he's about to do.
I know, no one is going to see this but for the peeps that know me. But whatever! Muhaha! I Was RIGHT!
YAY! Reggie!! YAY!* Snugs *
The cold was agony: it attacked him like fire. His brain itself seemed to have frozen as he pushed through the dark water to the bottom and reached out, groping for the sword. His fingers closed around the hilt; he pulled it upward.
In other news, I've decided to use this journal as a sketch dump place. So, all my art and art bitching shall occur here ^__^
So yeah.
I finished DH Ages ago! ^__^
Now I have some fanart!
Chapter 10
"..Master Regulus was strange, not as he usually was, disturbed in his mind, Kreacher could tell...and he asked Kreacher to take him to the cave, the cave where Kreacher had gone with the Dark Lord..."
and so they set off. Harry could visualize them quiet clearly, the frightened old elf and this, dark seeker who had so resembled Sirius...
THAT'S RIGHT! I WAS RIGHT!! I WAS RIGHT!!
Regulus does turn good!! Myuhahha!
That's him before he goes into the cave with Kreacher, he's holding the fake locket thinking of everything in his life! (of Vevay), Everything he's done, and what he's about to do.
I know, no one is going to see this but for the peeps that know me. But whatever! Muhaha! I Was RIGHT!
YAY! Reggie!! YAY!* Snugs *
The cold was agony: it attacked him like fire. His brain itself seemed to have frozen as he pushed through the dark water to the bottom and reached out, groping for the sword. His fingers closed around the hilt; he pulled it upward.
In other news, I've decided to use this journal as a sketch dump place. So, all my art and art bitching shall occur here ^__^
So yeah.