These Hands: The Passing of Time -Incomplete-by ~sexyjutsuchan13

Anthro / Traditional Media / Drawings

This is my first attempt at a large compilation of pieces. At first it was just sketched hands then it turned into more. There is a story to this piece that will develop as it is completed. This is the first part...

These hands are small. These hands are frail. Long ago these hands longed for another pair of hands. They longed to be held, they longs to be touched, they longed to no longer be alone. But that wasn't what God had in store for them back then. So these hands never found another.
These hands touched this rose; small and frail like them. This rose just blooming but not fully grown. This rose was held by those hands and loved. These hands felt something unlike anything else. These hands felt love from this rose. But this rose wouldn't live forever.
This rose, it was dying of thirst and lack of sun; for these hands were always alone in the dark. These hands knew this rose would die, so they learned an important lesson; to let go. These hands let go of this rose so it could find a way to live; and it did.
This rose, falling apart as it left these hands, landed on top of the water. The water rippled as this rose touched its edge. The water pooled and nurtured this rose and both were content for a time. But the water craved for a new life. The water wanted to nurture this rose but it also craved to be free. This rose knew that andd learned something new; to compromise.
TO BE CONT...

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