Naomi Tyhurst
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Art is meant to be seen and stories are meant to be heard. I create, because I want to share the dreams playing in my head.
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I Know You
It was the flash of bright red fabric that initially caught my eye. I turned my head subconsciously to follow the flutter of movement and focused on a boy in a bright red tunic. He was standing in front of a shop on the other side of the road with his back to me. I cannot say what kept my attention fastened to him, for there was nothing unusual about his appearance nor what he was doing. His clothing was simple and of decent quality with a tasseled sash of vivid red silk tied around his waist. He had a wild mess of dark curls and olive toned skin that was hardly unusual here, but the instant I caught a glimpse of his face the world around me abruptly melted away.
By Naomi Tyhurst3 years ago in Art
The Hobgoblin's Bread
My life hadn't been great before the fae kidnapped me. My family shoved me into a stranger's house to work as a maid as soon as I could walk. Ever since my life had been mundane, exhausting, and unfulfilling, but at least I'd lived without having to question whether I'd be murdered at dawn.
By Naomi Tyhurst3 years ago in Fiction
