She smells of sweat, sour wines, late nights, and leather.
Her realm is close, and can be visited; however, human minds were not made to comprehend her domain, and those few who have made the journey have been incapable of reporting more than the tiniest fragments. The poet Coleridge claimed to have known her intimately, but the man was an inveterate liar, and in this, as in so much, we must doubt his word.
Her appearance is the most variable of all the Endless, who, at best, are ideas cloaked in the semblance of flesh. She has a tendency to turn into butterflies or goldfish every now and then.
Delirium was once Delight, but that was long ago even as the Endless reckon, and only Delirium herself knows why she changed.
Through her mismatched eyes, one green and one blue, she sees the world in her own unique way.
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Inspired by Neil Gaiman.
First in my long planned Endless series.
Still to come:
:: Dream
:: Death
:: Despair
:: Destiny
:: Desire
:: Destruction
You have been featured in my News Article "Chasing Butterflies" [link] "Butterflies" is my poem I wrote to accompany this News Article [link] I thank you for your amazing art.......
Ooooh beautiful! Delerium is probably my favorite of the Endless...it's been such a long time since I've even thought of those characters. Such wonderfully rich fabrications...I love your choice of colors [her eyes are what grab me the most], and the butterflies are an appropriate symbol for the fluttering metamorphises that Delerium goes through.
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what would happen if you stuck Dorthy in Wonderland, and Alice in Oz?
News Article "Chasing Butterflies"
[link]
"Butterflies" is my poem I wrote to
accompany this News Article [link]
I thank you for your amazing art.......
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"The ready availability of suicide, like sex and alcohol, is one of life's basic consolations."
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Don't hate me because you're beautiful
My MangaBullet---> [link]
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"The ready availability of suicide, like sex and alcohol, is one of life's basic consolations."
Wonderful Realm you have conjured here. May I visit it sometime. Mine is getting a little old.
Sincerely,
Claudia
Cheers, Cliff.
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"The ready availability of suicide, like sex and alcohol, is one of life's basic consolations."
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"Be not known, Seek shadows."
Cheers, Cliff.
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"The ready availability of suicide, like sex and alcohol, is one of life's basic consolations."