A pixel thing i drew of Asriel in his angel of death form c:

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A pixel thing i drew of Asriel in his angel of death form c:

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A Little Poem From a Year Ago
You are a light for a reason Though you may not believe, while surrounded by the brilliance of the others you meet. Flawless features with an iridescent glow One you might even think is more than you'd ever show. Such wonderful people... their art so beautiful, their talents so strong, their personality so kind you couldn't possibly compare... At least, not in your mind. Darkness surrounds you, your emotions drained. Eyes blinded by such a noble gleam, while your own radiance, still, remains unseen. Drowning in the passage of myth and lore, forgetting your own skills, your inspiration torn. Why is it, you may wonder, that you can't do more? One thing you might not know, one thing that might slip your mind, Is that all those wonderful people, took their own time to shine. Days, months, even years ago... all those people were where your are now. Practice, patience, and time. it all comes into play, It just takes some effort to shine brightly one day. Another thing to consider, A little thought to allow, Is maybe, just maybe, you're someone brilliant right now. Take a look at your creations, who you really are, and try to consider, to someone else, you're a star. Your own brightness, which you might fail yo see, is blinding the others which you thought to be kings. All those glorious people, with their talents and flair, might see you and wonder; Why can't I compare? You are a light for a reason, though you may not believe, while surrounded by the brilliance of the others you meet. But know this: Those people just might be seeing those lights too, yet despite all their glory... They're thinking the same as you. -Fadingwraith