Midsummer Night, Chapter 3Anna stepped out into the sunlight in the courtyard.Midsummer Night, Chapter 3 by LuxCompagno
It was busier than usual and why wouldn’t it be; the townspeople were preparing for the Midsummer Bonfire, the season’s biggest event. The more enterprising ones had their carts out selling goods and refreshments.
She looked around and saw Kristoff waving. He had a huge smile.
Anna moved over to the cart he, Sven and a pretty brunette were setting up. Olaf ran from behind the cart to give her a hug.
“Anna, you’re going to love this—“
“Your Highness, may I present—“
They all burst out laughing and Sven took the opportunity to give her a big sloppy kiss.
“Awww… I love you too, Sven,” and tickled him under his chin the way he liked.
She turned her attention to Kristoff and Olaf who were both going “You go first” “No, you go first”. The Brunette wore an amused look that seemed to indicate
When Winter Met Summer Ch. 5It was difficult to hear anything over the loud music blasting through the speakers of the small minivan as Olaf, Marshmallow, Kristoff, and Anna drove to Elsa’s house. Anna was practically bouncing in her seat from excitement. For one, she had found out that Olaf and Marshmallow both loved Roaring Wolves and Snow Leopards as much as she did; and two, this was going to be the first time she had ever been to Elsa’s house.When Winter Met Summer Ch. 5 by wolf-hottie13
Olaf was banging his head in the driver’s seat as the vehicle zoomed past the Arendelle population sign. Marshmallow was pretending to play a guitar in the very back seat of the van, since that was the only place he could fit, Kristoff was trying to dance in the passenger seat, and Anna had her face plastered to the window. She could barely contain her excitement as the van took a sharp turn and raced up a long driveway. It was only when the main property came into view that she was still.
From what everyone had told the sixteen year old, Elsa lived i
When Winter Met Summer Ch. 4The weekend had finally finished, phased into the weekend, and now Monday had come around again as the week went full circle. Ceili fought back an exhausted yawn as she smiled and nodded to all the people she saw bustling down the street, or as many as there could be on the street during a blizzard. It was seven o’clock in the morning, a snowstorm so severe that all the schools were cancelled for the day, and here she was trudging through the ominous storm wearing her wind breaker with a fairly thick sweater underneath and a pair of jeans with a smile on her face. It was times like these where she was glad the cold never really bothered her.When Winter Met Summer Ch. 4 by wolf-hottie13
The young woman cracked her neck and immediately felt the raging headache that had been laying siege to her frontal lobe vanished. Her whole week had consisted of working at the bare minimum of nineteen hours a day in order to square away a possible partnership for the nature center she ran while still facilitating activities for children and
Believe in Yourself. Nobody Else Will.This last 6 months saw the turn around of all the people in my life (as in everyone) asking me to quit art and focus on something else. I no longer receive constant suggestions of other careers that I should pursue. I'm sure many of you have had awkward conversations with strangers or elderly people about your desire to become an artist. I had one today (she told me art was not a feasible career). Only now my belief in myself is at 100% so that person walked away believing in me as well.Believe in Yourself. Nobody Else Will. by HumanArchitect
I could go on about my personal journey and about how butthurt I was that people weren't acknowledging the work that I was doing; the sacrifice that I was making, but most of you can relate as well. I actually developed quite an ego. A feeling that I was better than all of them, and that they were just ignorant assholes. Was that productive? I'm not sure. Would it be productive now that I'm entering galleries and doing shows (schedule coming soon)? FUCK NO!
Ultimately one of the best things I heard as
When Winter Met Summer Ch. 3Anna sat down at the lunch table and a giant sigh escaped her lips. Her first day at a new school and she was already setting herself up as the same klutz she had been at her old school. Thanks to Elsa, she had been able to get to class on time, granted her arms were still stiff from holding the blonde so tightly, but that was the only good thing that had happened so far. As soon as she got to class, she stumbled over her own two feet and ended up being caught by the teacher. She had backed up shyly and quickly shuffled over to the only empty desk in the classroom where she gracelessly sat half on and half off of the seat and stumbled onto the floor.When Winter Met Summer Ch. 3 by wolf-hottie13
That was just first period. Third period had gone by decently enough; after all, what trouble could she get into in the Art room? Fourth period had also been fairly simple, minus the fact that she spilled a vinegar solution all over her lab partner and causing a Bunsen burner to nearly set off a fire alarm.
Second period, however, had been