AbrX

I could smell the sickening sweet stench of burned flesh, as they torched my eyeballs. By instinct I tried to protect my precious eye. But their steel clamps that they had driven below my eyelids stopped me from closing my eyes, forced me to stare. Not that I was able to see much after they had cut open my eyeball to grant their electric fire access to the more sensitive parts of my eye. More stench, more burned flesh of mine. And then... silence... 9hrs ago I had my Lasik surgery. And it looks like the next pair of glasses might be some reading glasses when I grow old.

Your gift for me was a warm welcome, when I first opened my account here on deviantArt ten days ago. I didn't know what to expect. After the long outtage of furaffinity I was looking for a more reliable service - and also a service where you could easily connect to your watchers and to other artists. My experiences with the furaffinity-community had left me pessimistic. I thought it would be very hard to find an audiance for my photos and especially the stories I combine my photos with. But it's my wish to entertain an audiance that made me publish my creative works in the first place. Wy spend hours and hours at your computer, tweaking photo