Moral of the Story

stock-footage-chef-tossing-vegetable-stir-fry-in-a-wok-in-slow-motionWorking as a chef for an organic food catering company hadn’t exactly been what Flynn pictured his 20s would be like but he honestly had no complaints. It was a good, steady job and he had always enjoyed cooking. He hadn’t expected what had originally just been a means of feeding himself to turn into a job but he liked the environment. The kitchen he worked in was nice, he got to try out new recipes and be creative about his cooking and he had always liked the image of people enjoying his work.

Plus, he had great coworkers here and that alone was a good enough reason to stay. It was pretty rare when you got along with the majority of your peers. Continue reading

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Art: Eos Sinclair

Eos

I drew Eos the other day! I tried to draw him as his current 22 year old self but he wound up coming out looking like he was 13; I am going with it!

This is around the age that he really tried to actively charm Satoshi into going out with him. Unfortunately for him, Satoshi is a gentleman and wouldn’t give him the time of day when it came to his romantic wishes. Satoshi had always felt the same way but because of the age difference and the fact that he was rarely home, he never wanted to give Eos any false hope about what could be. He underestimated how much Eos wanted to be with him. Funny how things would turn out 9 years later when they were finally living together; they would eventually become a grossly domestic couple. If Eos hadn’t been stubborn and followed his heart, their entire romance would have been a thing of the past. Every day that Satoshi wakes up next to him, he’s thankful for that.

Origins: Lovely Dancer

Credit: http://imgarcade.com/1/morning-sunrise-through-the-window/If one word could be used to describe Eos’ childhood home, it was colourful.

The life of the house filled your lungs from the first step onto the front lawn. Where the neighbours had simple, matching green lawns, there was no grass upon his. Instead, every inch from the sidewalk to the front door was an abundance of flowers, herbs and trees. A large willow tree sheltered the flowers from above, the slightest breeze setting the vines fluttering. Lush flowers, varying in colours, sizes and types grew together in thick beds. Their sweet smell swirled and floated around, enticing all forms of life from bees to birds. Stone slabs invited guests to the front door where a cheery doormat wished them a good day. Continue reading