Green Rainbow Friends Fanart Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You wrote it here.” Heat crept through my cheeks, reading my handwriting in my drawings of donuts and cookies, the words, “I miss you, Red!”. Instead of sipping the alcohol, I gulped it from my glass and poured another. I turned around, walked to the entrance, and leaned on the post of the gazebo. The rain had finally stopped, and the sun had come out again. My eyes sparkled to see a rainbow in the sky. “Look, Red. A rainbow,” I muttered excitedly, sounding like Katie whenever we saw one. “It’s beautiful!” I murmured.

It was full of overlapping unearthly figures. I bobbed my head. "Game," I said after I assessed. "The blue one is Isla's. Rhyme designed the gray one. The red and black were painted by Boston. The pink and yellow was owned by Thunder," I guessed. "Yuck!" Thunder immediately reacted. "I'm not that weird to paint such colors! I'm not the cheesy one who will choose your favorite colors..." Thunder was not able to finish what she was about to say when Rhyme faked a cough.

I got this hunch that he'd become aware of my gaze and was about to return it, so I looked away immediately. "Are you aware that the rainbow is just an illusion?" He asked turning to me, with that cute smile still playing on his lips. "Huh?" "The rainbow," he repeated, pointing towards it "it's an illusion cast on the sky due to the reflection of light" "Really" I said. He scoffed and silence reigned once again. I figured it was now time to part ways before he begins to grow on me. "I'm about to go in now," I said reluctantly "Which hospital building do you stay?" I grabbed the arms of his wheelchair.

Then she prepared some herbs for her to take. After a few minutes, she fell asleep and then Blue went to her room. She kept the book under a table and went to her bed to sleep too Rainbow : please don't leave me Blue. I want you to be my friend not Nick. She was almost close to tears. Blue : I want to be your friend too, I don't want us to be separated She placed her palm on Rainbow's palm and held her Rainbow : promise me we'll be friends forever. Promise me mother won't separate us

RED. To be Continued

You are the colors of my life! ***

Valerie explained guiltily, "I just grabbed a box at random and left. I didn't check the colors when I bought it." After examining the three pigments, Julian suggested, "We can use these pigments to make a Kung Fu Panda, the dog from Snoopy, and an impostor from Among Us. Let's put it together in cosplay and put on a show." However, Julian's proposed characters weren't used in the end. When they made their entrance, they portrayed three "masked warriors". They painted dark-colored lines on their faces that made them nearly indistinguishable. Then, they added red and white to craft a powerful and striking appearance.

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

Greetings to all my wonderful readers! As you've likely noticed, I have actual artwork of my characters for the cover of my book now. This was a commission I paid for from a very dear artist friend by the name of Rydi on DeviantART also known as lucia-garcia on ArtCorgi. We've known each other for a long time now, and I was super happy she gave me permission to use the old commissions in this way, so if you like her style, feel free to check her out.

impossibly closer. In this past week, Aurora had also become a constant presence in his house. Kristy and Aurora had become fast friends. One day he had found them playing with the crayons and water color, their face flushed with excitement and a mess of color-Rory was a beautiful mess-and when they noticed him standing there, they had lifted their eyes to him and smiled in sync, their smile so beautiful and sparkling and full of childish pride as they showed him the painting they had just made, which was totally unidentifiable.