Smog
(#41515766)
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Shield
Armored Greatowl
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Male Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.66 m
Wingspan
2.69 m
Weight
91.77 kg
Genetics
Eldritch
Falcon
Falcon
Mulberry
Eye Spots
Eye Spots
Raspberry
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Spiral
Max Level
STR
115
AGI
9
DEF
7
QCK
70
INT
5
VIT
31
MND
5
Lineage
Parents
Offspring
Biography
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  May Lightweaver Help Us All
Much of his art is from his time before.  By Noodlespar
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by oxeye
 by PricklyGoose  by mushroomdraggo 
smog
 (original artist unknown) |
poem by SkyTreader197 he grins with upset teeth. you can stay here. probably dangerous traveling through there at night, and he gestures with a hand not quite t h e r e. you try to dart looks you walk-- there’s something empty and echoing and peculiar about him. he breathes and the mushrooms breeeeeathe with him. he steps and the forest floor shimmers under his weight. is there anyone else in your party? no… just me. i see. he beckons. you follow. the mushrooms pulse with every step. they’re entrancing. they almost whisper to you with each swish of the bandages. they’re like bed-blankets, covering their glowing flickering brightness, the sickness, the punctured collapse of one and suctioning awakening of another. it’s a sickening process to watch, and you realize you’ve stopped, disgusted and awed. he looks at you with those lamplight eyes. he is sick. are you coming? i… yes. then come. the deeper you go, the harder it is to tear your eyes away. the darkness is lovely. the sickness lovelier still. he coughs- the wetness of his lungs thrills you somehow. you think he suspects your obsession, but you don’t care. you want to touch them… they’re beautiful. you reach out. don’t. you freeze. trust me, child. don’t. they’re harmless but there’s no point in entertaining the thought. he looks at you again. his eyes are bloodshot-- black rather than red. you nod. okay. he beckons. you follow. |
 by nahab (link to larger image) |
synethscribe by mikhael 'the taste of cough syrup, lingering in between your teeth when your tongue runs over them, fever-sweet and sticky, almost corrosive in their taste. crushing wildberries between your fingers, and the purple juice staining your hands - and the urge sometimes to try and lick them clean, though the fruit might kill you. fever dreams, a hazy blend of color, waking up shivering with the sheets damp with sweat.' |
 by brionne (links to fullsize)  original post (url to larger image)  (artist unknown, links to fullsize) |
 "Dream gets Curbstomped" by Hikaito |
 by KirinHybrid (link to full image)  by Ribo (links to fullsize)  by Chardons (link full image)  by Tany, links to fullsize |
by Brahkest
Smog
Gifted generously to the Hikaitorin clan by the windowsXP clan.
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