Tale of Kul ElnaOnce there was a tale that’s been lost to sands of time,Tale of Kul Elna by Donteatacowman
Of the executed men who never knew their crime.
It happened in a village tucked among the des’late dunes,
Of screams, and blood, then silence, as the leaders sketched out runes.
The gods, they had a servant man, who lusted for the throne,
He thought he found the answer written in a dusty tome.
With blessings yet with secrecy, his men marched into night,
With spears and swords instead of words, they carried out the rite.
The spells they used were ancient then, and still more ancient now;
Each man who was told of it had their secrecy to vow.
It went like this: a hundred men, and gold, and a stone tomb,
Then seven powered Items shall emerge from blood-forged womb.
Fourscore, four fours, and then four more were marked for instant death,
But one small rebel child flew and kept on drawing breath.
Although this single mortal escaped from the sacrifice,
The darkness building in his heart, it more than paid the price.
I'm Donne, or Donteatacowman.|
I'm female, a weak agnostic, and a vegetarian. I have OCD. I love to write and draw. I think cartoons rock. I have a bizarre interest in ghosts and in psychological problems, especially alternate personalities. In my opinion, coffee is heaven's gift to Earth. I like stuff that's gothish and sometimes dorky.
I do more fanart than "true" art, but it's good practice and a lot of fun. I'm a doodler, not an artiste. I have a lot to learn, but practice makes perfect!
Oh, and I write fanfiction every once in a while, too.
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium
Favourite genre of music: Classic rock
Favourite style of art: Cartoons, horror/gothic
Operating System: iMac, Windows netbook
Favourite cartoon character: Danny Phantom
Personal Quote: "Most men lead lives of quiet deperation. Not me. I can be quite loud."