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Sanctuary Hill Part 2Sanctuary Hill
Priscilla Sabin was frightened, but she didn't know of what. On the edge of her mind she felt some unseen threat lurked, watching, waiting, like some malevolent python watching a helpless mesmerized rabbit blunder closer and closer. She looked around constantly as her dad searched for the bomb shelter in the building, but, nothing showed itself in the flickering lantern light on the faded pealing walls. They had passed perhaps twenty doors when the hall ended in a large space. They stopped on the edge of this void for a moment close together, waiting for what they didn't know. Then an errant flash of lightning illuminated the room for a brief instant showing ghostly chairs around tables covered with white cloth, waiting for a banquet that would never come.
Priscilla jumped with a shriek as a cold hand ran up her back. Everyone turned, startled at the noise that broke the sudden silence. Andy started laughing. He'd run his fingers up Priscilla's shirt. No one else
Sanctuary Hill Part 1SANCTUARY HILL
The old beat up blue Volkswagen took the last curve a little too fast and the wheels squealed, as the driver desperately fought to control the car. After running the tires on the shoulder for about thirty feet, he managed to get the machine back under control. In the front seat beside him, his wife, the strain eating through her control said, "John, slow down! It won't do us any good to wreck before we get there." John Sabin nodded, and slowed the car slightly. He looked out the windscreen at the lowering landscape under the fast moving squall line with one eye shut, and tried to keep the brim of his hat low enough to the western horizon that if there was another nuclear fireball, he wouldn't be totally blinded.
For John and his family were running, running for the only sanctuary that he knew of to escape the fast moving cloud of fallout particles from what he assumed had been New York City. He knew from his army training that he had perhaps a half an
How I started in art, how I studied and surviveInterview by KhidirIshitar:
I want to say firstly thank you for making such a group :iconartistshospital: in the first place, while I haven't made much progress I know that I have a solid resource to build a strong foundation on for practicing art.
I had a few questions for you about art and drawing in general(that I can't remember of course) if you didn't mind.
A: It's an honor to have those questions asked to me, now I finally get the time to sit down and answer them. Hope that my life experience can help to keep some inspired and keep going.
how you started off with an interest in art, animation, and the like?
A: Oh, I am one of those... uh, born drawing girl. Everyone has a different start, I was entranced by newspaper comics ever since I was a baby. I could sit there and STARE at the pictures for hours, my mom still talks about how she wondered what I was staring at. When I co
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