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heatherwing-art · 5 years
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I have been living with the nature since small.
I have plenty of DVDs about the wild
And I love them.
At the age of secondary school
From the sea I shifted up to the sky
From water to air
From fishes into birds.
This never returns.
Their feathers their wings
Their lightness their freedom.
Without knowing why, I loved.
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From astronomy, I stepped into the Zodiacs.
Reading stories behind the Twelve or Thirteen
Brought me into the Greek Mythology.
A book I remember well :
Gods and Goddesses;
Creatures and monsters,
Names and stories and illustrations.
At first I fell for the God of War :
With red hair and golden armour,
Fire in eyes.
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At the age of about 15
I borrowed the book again.
I read the stories I had read for many times
Studied the characters over and over.
"White and Blue shades;
Winged helmet and boots;
Double winged serpents,"
Hermes, his name is.
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I searched for drawings and designs,
then I found the one by ZeldaCWang.
Wooden brown hair; yellowish eyes;
Middle-cut bangs; 'jellyfish' hair style;
Winged headband and sandals;
Golden Caduceus with Winged-serpents in his hand.
I fell for him.
I have been falling for him.
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By following the artist,
I knew him more.
He is the God of Messenger
God of Thieves and Trading;
He is good at Sports and Literature,
Music and Mathematics.
He is cunning and clever
Bubbly and dreamy
Humorous and cute.
He tricks, he runs,
He flies, he laughs,
He writes, he sings.
He is the only Olympian God who can move freely between the Mortal and Divine,
the Lived and Dead.
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I love his cuteness and naivety
I love his purity and humour.
His lengthy hair flows in the breeze
His eyelashes flick like feathers
His golden eyes glow in shadow
His radiant smile sparkles among the sunflowers.
The touch of his wings is gentle
and the brush of his lips is tender.
When I look into his eyes
I found passion burning inside
So as I.
When he holds my hand
I feel the warmth blooming to the outside.
It's adorable when he blushes
It's charming when he is serious.
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He is the joker in class
and the pranker teachers hate;
He is the guide in trips
and the one to spread news.
When you are happy he celebrates with you
When you are sad he accompanies.
He is Summer:
Sweet as strawberries and smiles like sunflwers.
He is Morning:
Full of energy and the birdie waking you up.
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Now
At the age of 20
It has been 5 years
Hermes is still my favourite.
I love him.
I have been loving him.
I used his wings as my symbol
and his name as mine's origin.
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heatherwing-art · 6 years
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I love this so much so sweet💟
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heatherwing-art · 7 years
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I can’t stop screaming when my Mum gave me this after opening the gate for her😍 Waited for solo longgg that everytime I walk pass the lobby I checked if there’s a special postage🍀 OMG so beautiful💐🌸💐🌸 (still screaming internally) I guess that’s your hand writing @zeldacw ? It’s cute n the little Hermes awwwwww~💕💕💕I got killed by Eros’s golden arrow💘💘💘 Thx to my favourite artists :D I don’t think I gonna slp well tonight~
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