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This is my first ever photo manipulation; it's actually an assignment that I was given in my Computer Graphics class recently.
[edited with links] The background was a search for "forests" at Google [link] and I'm sure some of you recognize the girl; that image was obtained free from gettyimages.com [link]. All in all, I'm very proud of this piece so I decided I should post it in DA. Since it's in a forest, I thought that a fitting and ever so inspiring title would be "The Forest of October", which is one of my favorite songs by Opeth. LYRICS: The memories that now rests in this forest Forever shadowing the sunrise of my heart Wings leave their nest at my coming Swaying away unto the cold glowing sky Dreaming away for a while My spirit sighs in peace Gazing unto the stars Please, take me there I am so alone, so cold My heart is to scarred to glow I wish the sunrise to come Take my soul (away) From this cold, lonely shell I am free From the eternal sea I rose Veiled in darkness on either shore Lost my pride, lost its glow For me the sun rose no more The forest of October Sleeps silent when I depart The web of time Hides my last trace My blaze travel the last universe Like the sights of magic Wrapped in aeons My mind is one with my soul I fall alone While leaves fall from the weeping trees |
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February 24, 2004
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We would like to state that the Wheel stands beyond any criticism. If any man should attempt to criticize the Wheel, he should throughly patronized for his obvious Jewish behavior.
Good idea. I was thinking of doing that... don't know why I didn't. I'll fix it now...
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Such a pretty toy to play with...
really really!
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Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap
For she must never waken from this Crimson Sleep
But thanks for the fav; it means a lot.
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Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap
For she must never waken from this Crimson Sleep
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Can't Rain All The Time..
Prints.
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Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap
For she must never waken from this Crimson Sleep
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