Satoshi took to studying the various jars of spices and salts on a shelf a few paces down. He knew some of these would be useful but the words on the labels kept swimming before his eyes. He just couldn’t concentrate. The prophecy that wicked seer had given had seemed to slip innocuously beneath his skin. He could feel it even now; the words pounding out their beat into his bones.
And in the end, when all comes to light...
Satoshi jumped at the sudden sharp cracking of glass. Bulbasaur, who had been rooting around underfoot, leapt back with a snarl. Unconsciously, Satoshi had managed to knock several spice jars off the shelf. He bit back a string of curses, looking furtively towards the pantry doors. It was late, but not late enough that someone wouldn’t have heard that.
Only dead air answered. Satoshi allowed a few beats to pass before he let out the breath he had been holding.
こにちは。 私 の 名前 は シャノン です. 二十九さいです. よろしくお願いします。|
My name is Shannon aka. "Turtle" or "Ooshii Kurai" online.
I'm actually not an artist per say (although I had planned to be one at one time). I'm a college graduate- English Major, Creative Writing concentration. I plan to hopefully publish something in the future- preferably in the Young Adult (YA) section.
I'm currently working as an English Teacher overseas in Japan. It's made me fairly busy so I haven't been able to update any of my work lately.
I love comedy and making people laugh. So I use my art skills, or lack there of, to make comics.
I usually update on Mondays or Fridays when I can.
私 は 日本語 が すこし 話します.
|I currently can't afford a paid account. I really can't justify buying one when there are other expenses I need to pay. But if you are willing to help me towards my goal of getting one again, I'd certainly be grateful. |
So far, the only thing I can think of to repay donors would be to feature them in my journal. I may open commissions in the future but I don't have the time to do that currently.