outsider (tiny story) by Michal

i really enjoyed reading this it reminded me of childhood, i remember a hand build ceramic hut somewhere with a staw roof, think its long gone now...

i love to watch the sea.

The Mumble Bee by Metaphorest

The mumble bee had a fuzzy buzz.

When he tried to say 'honey',  it came out all funny...

just felt like having another go at this cute story x

before i died by rowrowrow.

just before i died, my life flashed before my eyes.

but it flashed so slowly that i lived it all again.

and again and again.

i got lost in drawing the hair. its meant as pathways and choices in her life kind of like life lines. the rest of it is quite simple and she has an almost smile.

Tea Party by InkedCanvas

the mumble bee by Metaphorest

Dragon love (tiny story) by Kavonne

i imagined them dancing together so i tried to draw a disco ball above them..meh and i spelt breath wrong so if someone can please photoshop fix it, that would be great as i can't use photoshop x

so spelling was kindly fixed by Saoirseire if anyone wants to use it x

tiny story movie/reality by Greytime

Night owl (tiny story) by Ryan Patrick

The night owl stayed up so late that people began to mistake him for the early bird.

inspired by Ryan's 

I would die for you but I'm already dead. 

So I guess I'll just try and live for you instead.

summer hobby. a tiny story by thedustdancestoo

aar..i forgot the e on breathe..bugger :(

If by Ryan Patrick

but children do.

inspired by inkedCanvas - free hugs

insomnia by brokenRECords

tiny story by greytime <3

tiny story by greytime <3

(i found 'upon a star' by greytime so inspiring i had to draw a girl with a telescope) ♥

as i listened to the horrendous rain outside,

i imagined you here...with me.

(tiny story by greytime)

not sure if it needs more but less :O

as i wander, i wonder and ponder

about wounds and hearts rent asunder

i will no longer pander to this world

as i roam here and yonder

i shall come unwound, and wind my way back

to that place of wonder.

- by saintmaker

and in the morning

they shook their pillows

violently, hoping

all the dreams they lost

that night would tumble out.

tiny story by thedustdancestoo