Flashback ~ by 2BlueWizards

StormySkies

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Her hair is <3

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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Thank you! And I don't think it's narcissistic; I hope that my characters are in part relatable to a lot of people so I'm glad that you see parts of yourself in Lileas and Sara. I also like her teal hair better. XD Though Lileas probably has more reason to fear being abandoned than I do, I definitely freaked out when my mother was more than ten or fifteen minutes late to pick me up from school or some event. Even now I still get jittery when someone is a bit late :(

8 years ago

Lolitakitten

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I just love her here,I don't know if I'm narcissistic so I think everything is about me xD,but I really feel I'm a lot like her,especially when you depict some moods of hers,I can relate whther it's my past or present!The doll is awesome,I love the outfit & her hair(mainly shape,not a fan of brown,I like the tealish green more),and the bg is amazing!

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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Thank you both! @silver I'm glad the repo turned out okay and @Sorachan it's a good thing the story made sense. XD She does look a bit like Sara here...

8 years ago

Sorachan

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This is amazing!! Lileas looks so fantastic! So very different from her current look, but she still has a fantastic style and attitude! ...She almost looks like Sara. o.O That'd be a weird (but probably wonderful) crossover! I'm still amazed when I see your dolls made on ND. I never got the hang of that maker... But your dolls are fantastic! ^^ Your writing made perfect sense and got me craving more Not Proven!! I can never get enough! ^^

8 years ago

silver_kitten

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Another amazing doll! Lileas looks lovely and sad at the same time! I love how you did the background and her outfit and of course the repo is flawless! (Especially the legs, I'm jealous, I can never make legs look right!) And I love her hair! Well, I actually love auburn hair and I'm even thinking of dyeing my hair auburn (or maybe naturally looking red, I'm still not sure). And I wish I was that amazing in writing, I really suck when I have no motivation, but you write awesome even then!

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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Neither of them may be back for hours. Or ever. They may never return. Heat rises straight to Lileas's eyes and she blinks furiously, slamming the door behind her and leaping up the stairs in a few long strides. This isn't the first time she has been forgotten. It will not be the last. ~ I am nearly certain that none of this story made any sense, since I wrote most of it late at night and I'm very tired. o.O

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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Before the woman can say another word, Lileas bolts. Sound and color blend until Lileas recognized neither. She would run until her legs could no longer carry her. When she was younger, she would run away from her aunt and uncle. She only ever made it to the neighboring farm and would fall asleep in the barn. Lileas skids onto the doorstep of her aunt and uncle's house and fumbles in her pocket for the spare key. No cars in the driveway.

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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Then, a tall blonde woman with sharp heels and sharper fingernails slithers out of the car and smiles at Lileas. "Who are you?" Lileas demands before the woman can speak, considering the weapons she has on hand in case she cannot run. "I'm a friend of your aunt. She asked me to pick you up." "I know all of my aunt's friends," Lileas says darkly, slinging her bag over her shoulder. "A friend from work, darling. Something came up and your aunt had to take care of it."

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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Thirty more minutes pass with no sign of her aunt's bright blue car. Lileas's chest constricts tightly and she focuses on breathing. Something could have happened. Situations flash through Lileas's mind, each more far-fetched than the last. Just as the one hour mark passes, a car pulls up that is not familiar to Lileas. Instinct overrides Lileas's thoughts as the door opens and she scrambles backward up the stairs.

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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Lileas buries her fingers in her hair and pulls at the roots, twisting her fingers tightly through her hair until they hurt. She wore the wrong shoes today. She should have worn sneakers, not these heels. She can walk, but not run or kick very well. However, she has part of her lunch left over just for this circumstance. Lileas rummages through her bag to check that the pastry is still tucked inside before looking down the street again.

8 years ago

2BlueWizards

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Fortunately, these students are not the sort that actively sought to extend Lileas's suffering and merely ignore her. If only Lileas hadn't dropped her phone into the stream by her house. She had only been trying to take a photo of a ptarmigan. Lileas picks at the ragged edges of her cuticles and glances up and down the street. Twenty minutes late. Where could she be? She isn't coming. She forgot.

8 years ago