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Okay, this is the very first time I have written a critique, so forgive me, if I missed the point, but let me tell you first, that this...

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Athena and Ares through the years - Ch. 41 :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 2
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Athena and Ares through the years - Ch. 40 :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 2
Erinnerung :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 0 A pot full of brown sugar :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 1 0 A pot full of white sugar :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 0 Crystal glass on a silver tablet :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 0 Silver and blue glass :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 0 Collection of sugar pots :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 0 Plane 3 :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 1 0 Plane 2 :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 0 THE Plane :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 0 Plane in the aviary section :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 1 0 Glider :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 0 0 Train wheels :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 2 0 The inside of a locomotive cabine :iconladyblackbird13:ladyblackbird13 1 0

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Zeus vs Hera :iconludimie:Ludimie 343 192 Athena and Poseidon :icona-gnosis:A-gnosis 39 24 What If :iconsimbamarasa:Simbamarasa 1,532 361 The Great Kings have Abandoned Me :iconbritthyatt:BrittHyatt 537 67 24 - No Time :iconbooyeh:BooYeh 464 39 Crocuses :icona-gnosis:A-gnosis 27 17
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Death
I control the natural course of everything, even the faintest breath that passes through.
I spin and cut the thread, and carry people away in my bittersweet embrace to a better world.
Everyone avoids me, but they must realize I am everywhere; and see all one wishes to hide.
I lurk in your bedrooms, communities and stairways;waiting for my next time to in un noticed,till its too late.
Some people yearn for my embrace,to escape from the life they were thrust into.
They take their weapons of choice. and come to me bleeding, in emotional pieces; shattered glass that never got picked up.
Some people gamble with me, juggling cancer with their cards lined up at the ready.
I am in the end the best player, capturing the right flush to win.
It may take decades or simple moments, but soon you will be caught in my web.
Sometimes, I am your unlikely savior.
Life brings you out into the world too soon, and I can see your broken route on the highway of life.
Rather then have you suffer, I save you fr
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Hel learns her true nature.
Hel was 8 years old and she had never seen light. At least she didn't think she had. Not in her memory. But she knew what it was, because of her brothers. Hel was the youngest of three. Her older brothers Fenrir and Jormungandr had seen light. And they had told her about it. Just as they had told her about the outside.
Hel had never seen outside. She dreamed of what outside might look like with it's light and sky and all the things her brothers had told her of.
When she was six she had asked her mum why she never went outside, like her brothers. And she was told it was terrible out there. Her brothers were strong and could stand it, but Hel was different and so she could not go outside.
She was a small child with long midnight black hair and deep rich, purple eyes. Her mothers eyes. Hel knew her mother loved her more than anything. And so when her mother told her she must stay inside she knew there must be a reason.
The only person Hel loved more than her mother was Loki. Her dear fath
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Daddy's Girl
Night was falling through the Ironwood, bringing with it the damp chill of another winter night.  Loki had never minded the cold, and as darkness fell he could be found lying in the grass at the edge of the forest, mindlessly counting the stars.  The children were away; he wasn’t sure where, but he trusted them to stay out of too much trouble.  It had been a long time since he’d had an evening to himself.
He had nearly dozed off when the sound of velvet paws padding across the field brought him back to himself.  Fenrir.  He stood slowly, stretching as he watched the wolf cub close the distance between them with huge, effortless strides.  He smiled, proud of his son as he was of all his offspring.
“Father,” Fenrir greeted Loki, sitting back on his haunches as he reached his destination.  Even so young, his shoulders were already level with Loki’s head.  He gave a playful grin.  “Found you!”
Lok
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I Never, Nordic 5 :iconhikari-kaitou:Hikari-Kaitou 214 83
MYth character: Ares :iconzeldacw:zeldacw 1,363 82 gift - Schicksal ist eine Bitch :iconsebistara:Sebistara 3 21
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Nidhogg and Hel have a tea party.
    Nidhogg gave the bowl of warm brown leaf juice a sceptical look. “I don't think dragons drink tea.” He growled. Hel gave him a worried look.
    “Oh I am so sorry, would you like some water, or milk, hedgehogs love milk?” She suggested in an apologetic tone.
    The dragon shot out a spurt of flame in aggravation. “Do I look like a hedgehog?”
“Of course not. Umm I have mead?” She suggested hopefully.
    The dragon's nostrils smoked as it literally fumed with anger. “Yes just what every dragon wants to drink, a flammable liquid.” It hisses furiously.
    Hel blushed and stammered so many apologies that eventually the dragon calmed down. “Would you please explain why you invited me here.” He suggested in a bored tone.
    “Oh yes, of course. I am so sorry I am taking up your valuable time. It's just that I was hoping to talk to you about.. um... w
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Loki's scars.
    Loki touched the fresh wounds gingerly. It had hurt far more than he could ever have imagined. The Aesir had held him down when the dwarfs made the stitches. But Loki hadn't struggled, he refused to scream or cry out as they cut the holes.
    He knew he should have carefully cut the leather binding and delicately removed the string. If he had then he would have been left with small dots for scars and nothing more. But his pride would never have allowed that.
    No Loki always had to have the last word. And so he had torn the stitches from his mouth. That was what had really hurt. But he had ignored the pain and used his magic to hold his lips together well enough to talk. Just so he could point out to the leaving dwarfs that he had tricked them into making six great treasures of unimaginable value for free.
     That was why he had baited the dwarfs and wagered his head. Loki had hoped to impress Odin, his now distant blood brother and
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Born from the mist.
    He woke to see whiteness. There was nothing but whiteness all around him. It formed coils and cold tendrils that snaked around him. Mist. The word floated across his mind like the mist he stared at. He reached out a hand to touch it then paused to stare at the hand. He flexed his fingers wondering how he knew the words for these things. He felt he could remember someone saying the words long ago. He shook his head slightly trying to find the memory but it drifted out of reach.
    He reached out again and touched the mist enjoying the cool touch of it. Then he felt a weird sensation: He could feel the mist where it touched his hand, but also he could feel his hand as if the mist were a part of him. He closed his eyes and focused on what the mist felt. He found he could feel the grass around him where the mist touched it. He reached out further.
    He found he could sense a huge wide valley full of grass, rocks and a small river running along th
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GrystinaTheKiller Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2017  Professional Interface Designer
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GURL!!!!!!!
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ladyblackbird13 Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks! :hug:
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GrystinaTheKiller Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2017  Professional Interface Designer
:) always.
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SuperNerdGirl123987 Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Happy Birthday! Hope the rest of your day is great! :D
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ladyblackbird13 Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
It was! ^w^
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Darennysmith Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2017
HAAAAAAAppy birthday!
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ladyblackbird13 Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you! :hug:
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jamew85 Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Freit mich immer wieder wenn Leute spass mit Evil Cookies haben :D Das ist nun schon so lange her, und doch dinfet es hin und wieder jemand.
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ladyblackbird13 Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Aber bitte, bitte. Ich finde, es ist ein Kompliment for den Künstler, wenn nach langer Zeit Leute sich immer noch seine Arbeiten anschauen. ^^
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mythgirl68 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you very much for the fave! 
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