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The Lies That Kill Us
🕑 Added 2019-07-08 00:12:39 +0000 UTCHow could you be so heartless?
not.....super happy with the composition of this (i put the subjects smack dab in the middle! What rule of thirds? My painting professor would have given me a smack) but i'm happy with the colors, i experimented a lot with this piece and i'm moooostly satisfied with it
the scene will have a dialogue attached, for now have a rough outline excerpt (i think i'll be giving my patrons exclusive viewing of my story drafts! Feel free to provide feedback!):
Fleur has been expecting Vogue, Fancy has already alerted her to what's happened. When Vogue finds Fleur, she shrugs off Fleur's pleasantries to beg, "Tell me it's not true!"
Fleur isn't at all sure what to do, she ignites into anger. She's furious at Blueblood for telling, he had no right to tell their daughter, to ruin her birthday out of his own selfishness and spite. Swearing in French, she'll wring his neck-!
But Vogue gets angry at HER. Fleur's been lying to her for years. Everyone has. How long would they have kept this from her?
Fleur quietly says that with luck, she would have never found out. Herself, Blueblood, Fancy- they'd all promised to take the secret to their graves. For Vogue's own good- they never wanted to hurt her-
Vogue erupts. They didn't want to hurt her? They lied! They looked her in the face everyday and lied! She was born from an affair! Her mother betrayed her father- How could Fleur? And how could Fancy possibly be okay with such a monstrous betrayal?
Fleur pleads with Vogue to calm down, to sit with the secret for a bit. Give it time, breathe. It's only so painful because the news is so fresh. With time, she'll surely be able to see reason-
Vogue begins screaming obscenities at her mother. (Archaic, strange obscenities- Vogue is well-read, and also, like her brother Moondancer, too snooty to use actual swear words). Harlot! Strumpet! Cocotte! Tart!
Vogue has been trying to be patient and motherly but snaps in this show of disrespect, she shushes Vogue and angrily remarks how dare she, does she think her father had no indiscretions of his own?!
Vogue's mouth opens and closes. What?
Fleur clasps her hooves over her mouth, she's allowed herself to blurt out something foolish, another terrible secret. She tries desperately to backpedal, brush her remark under the rug, even try to encourage her daughter's anger to distract her. But Vogue isn't fooled...and she pleads with her mother to tell the truth, the whole truth, please. Fleur's side of the story is the only piece of the puzzle left. Fleur looks into her daughter's eyes and finds she cannot bear to keep up the lie.
So the truth comes out. Fancy and Fleur have not always been very good ponies.....
Comments
Kyri Arriaga
π± Love the story! Love the HP-esque glasses.
Tholfbutt
Does this mean a possible story piece with Vogue and Fancy soon...?
Tholfbutt
:O
Angsty Ram
Oh... So both parties have cheated? This just grows ever more deeper
