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- Title: P2:La Révélation Inévitable
- Artist: Kimiko Doll
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Pt 2:Les Volés Féemouches: La Révélation Inévitable
Pt 2:The Stolen Fairyflies: The Inevitable Revelation
A fairyflylady in waiting is taking a quick stroll to check up on her Queen’s last egg. She wears a little smile on her face, for she can’t wait to see their glowing bodies fluttering about inside the giant egg. Sadly, she doesn’t know what’s up ahead of her. Someone… or something has beat her to her destination. What surprise lays in wait, for the fairyflylady in waiting?
- Date: 10/02/2016
- Tags: lesvolesfeemouches thestolenfairyflies
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Comments (6 Comments)
- Reck - 11/01/2016
- I love it.
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- moonlite dreamer - 10/07/2016
- The best use of those wings I've ever seen. The detailing is PERFECTION. emotion_kirakira
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- Starzel - 10/04/2016
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Wow, great minds think alike! My entry this week looks kinda similar. Lovely though!
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- Kimiko Doll - 10/02/2016
- If you missed what I recently put up on La Naissance de Féemouches (The Birth of Fairyflies), this is what I put on it: I think I might be turning this into a series. So La Naissance de Féemouches will be Part 1. I wish I could fit the entire title in the header, but I don't have any more room. So in the La Naissance de Féemouches scene, a queen has birthed several giant eggs full of fairyflies and she is cherishing the moment.
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- Kimiko Doll - 10/02/2016
- ¬All of her eggs have hatched except one. Her children flutter around her in their butterfly form. Later on they will transform into their fairyfly form when they get older. The name of this series is called Les Volés Féemouches (The Stolen Fairyflies).
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- Kimiko Doll - 10/02/2016
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Poem by lR lE lD
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It is I, that attends the Queen
This is no job, no ho-hum routine
I take quite a delight, in what my eyes will see
I imagine her fairyflies, as small as a pea
Fluttering around, caged within an egg
My stroll quickens, I dare skip a leg.
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