#RETROPERSPECTIVE

bonjour; bonsoir, j'espère que vous allez bien? alors après moulte réflexion, je me suis lancé dans le challenge de @gainsb0ro j'ai fouillé un peu, mais sans plus. je ne retrouve pas mes avatars (si on peut appeller les immondices que je sors/sortais) avant mai/juin 2018. mais en soit, je crois qu'on ne rate rien, parce que je rajoutais juste un colo fade par-dessus. voilà, voilà. uhuh. en soit, je pense avoir évolué? en tout cas, entre 2018 et 2019 oui. après, j'ai stagné. sans plus. je me suis perdu dans le monde irl. celle-ci étant plus occupée à me foutre des mandales, j'ai laissé photoshop de côté. encore aujourd'hui d'ailleurs, j'ai rien foutu entre 2019 et 2020 uhuh. manque de motivation, plein de doute. et j'en profite pour rebondir sur le post de @ethereal-rpg sur l’estime de soi (juste ici). je me suis perdu parmi les créateurs.rices.x. devant leurs talents et leurs évolutions. et le fait que je me demandais si j’apportais vraiment quelque chose. et encore là, en tapant ces quelques mots, je me demande même si j’ai le droit de répondre à ce challenge. si je peux y participer. je me tracasse pour rien. je me pose trop de question. pourquoi? je ne sais pas. je suis comme ça, je suppose. pour 2021, j'ai quelques projets en tête. est-ce qu'ils vont aboutir? peut-être. je suis pour le moment motivé. à voir. puis essayer d'évoluer dans le graphisme. tenter de nouvelle chose. je ne sais pas. je ne sais plus. grrr, tais-toi charlie. shhh. bon j'abandonne. je suis pas bon pour les discours non plus. uhuh bonne journée / soirée / fêtes.

The night would not be complete without her family and Lachesis has finally reunited with her son. She finds him only moments after connecting with Nanna. He dons a fresh vest ensemble and the lioness cannot help but admire how handsome he is - how far he has grown since he was just a young boy. It tears at the heartstrings of being a mother, yet she is also filled with immense pride in the man he has become.

"My sweet boy, Diarmuid," Lachesis starts, finding him by the beverages. "I am so glad to see you tonight. Might you dance with me for a bit? Come, entertain your mother. The night is long and I have not seen enough of your darling face."

Taking his hand, she leads him onto the main dance floor. "I did never have a chance to teach you much of Nordion or Agustria during your childhood," she says. "I hope it is okay to start now."

"I really am just so over the moon to be with you again," Lachesis tells him. "I know I have said this multiple times...." Breaking the dance, she pulls him into an embrace. "You are my Diarmuid. My beloved son. I could not be happier that our family is all together again."

Finally, pulling apart, she smiles. "I hope you get to fully enjoy tonight. You deserve that, and everything more."

"You may always teach me, mother."

It comes easier to him, in these recent days, to recognize the woman before him as his mother, and his heart is fuller for it. That she has settled from her initial view of him as a verisimilitudinous approximation makes it easier by far.

Diarmuid is quiet while they dance. In these days of catch-ups and quiet conversations, the silence is his own little selfish reprieve. Let where they touch be enough. Let his smile speak volumes.

When they embrace, his hands find the back of her dress, gripping tight for just a moment - the grasp of a child who wishes not to say goodbye.

"I never would have dreamed that we could all be together like this."

His smile is a soft thing, not so blinding - dappled by waiting, the waning sunset of loss.

"I'm really happy. I hope you get to enjoy tonight, too."