#newid

Creatures of habit that we are

A transformation not the default mode

Yet in the progressive change process

Where our minds old patterns doth broken

Replaced by unerring truths

Do we ascertain the good and perfect from the rest

A strained start it may appear at first

Eyeball to eyeball with the little leaven

In the hopes of preserving the whole lump

The master craftsman his hands at work

A masterful piece he will eventually present

As he shapes and moulds

Into a becoming vessel

The seal of his workmanship

My new ID for DeviantArt! Hi, guys here's is my 2022 DA Id for 2022, I'm really excited for new years eve in 4 (or as of late 3) days!! I thought I might change it up a little for the new year! I hope you guys are safe from COVID-19, next year. Base c Pupkinbases Link to the original base: EG base. Posing Sunset Shimmer #2 The Maya and the Three poster belong to mexopolis all of the posters I used to belong to their rightful owners

*I rifle through my box of forgotten keepsakes looking for a card I never thought I'd need. Frank, the man who kept me after my folks died, had a sorted life. He was not a good man. He fooled my folks and many others but I knew the demon inside him.*

*I tell people he ignored me, and he did mostly, but there were times he didn't. Those times I prayed to win the lottery so I could get away. I did after I finished high school. But for being a demon him human clothing, he had some unique friends. One of them was Barney.*

*Barney was funny, quirky, and a masterclass forger. He had ins everywhere. Frank said it was from his military days in Vietnam. I don't know and it really doesn't matter. I just hope he still alive.*

Ahhh, there you are! *I grab the card and, with a big breath, I dial the number written on it.* *Three rings in and he answers.* +Who the fuck is this and where'd you get my number?+

Nice way to answer your phone uncle B. *I laugh shaking into the phone* +Well, well, well, if it isn't the prodigal princess. Why didn't you go to Frank's funeral?+ Why didn't you, you ole billy goat? *he laughs then wheezes into the phone*

+You got me there princess. Man was a pig but had his uses. Now, after all these years I doubt you called to shoot the shit. What's up?+ I've found myself in a bit of a pickle and need your special kind of help.

+Say no more, I don't want details. I owe you big so whatever you need, you get and then some.+ I need a new life. Name, location, the whole kit. +How long I got?+ Two weeks tops.

+Gotcha princess. Don't worry, I got ya. Now, remember my P. O. Box?+ Yes Uncle B. You want the same stuff as before? +Yup, twice a year princess. Been without a long time.+ You got it. +Now, remember that old buzzard George and his pawn shop?+ Yes, stuff going there?

+You got it princess. Give me ten days, then see him on the eleventh day. Tell him you are Diana Prince. Got it princess+ Yes, got it. Thank you B. +Always princess.+ *he hung up before I could say goodbye...so like him. Now to get the rest of this stuff sorted.*