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It's called shading... Learn it.

No seriously though, this took forever! But it shows my proof of sometimes a little bit is more. Lots of contrast and shading... Mostly.

This is a stage of grief for Ivory, acceptance. Even thought she the event where Sterling, her fiancée, died still haunts her she is willing to move on and accept his death. Leaving the memory in the shadows.

And cause I felt like being nice I made a short story for the fun of it. You don't have to read it but....
It'd be nice if you could

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Story: Ponies of all shapes and sizes passed by the cemeteries daily. They were there to bid their loved ones goodbye and then some never came back. It was understandable why, who would want stay in a place that reminds you someone you held so close to your hearts was gone? Celestias' sun hung high in the air in the chilly morning of autumn. Not many ponies were out and about, most of them had stayed indoor since the early morning snowfall. A mare walked along the dirt path covered in light snow, her hooves dragged creating thin lines in the freshly fallen flakes. She looked too well dressed to just be visiting, the dark brown scarf swaying back and forth and the flowered hat with a lack veil that hung down over her eyes. The chatters of the ponies who had left their homes whispered to each other as she passed. From insults to compliments to woeful thoughts for the mare they still managed to reach her ears and burn them. The mare stopped in front of the stone block with the initials 'S.T.A' carved into it. She sighed watching her breath rise in the freeze, she started fixing her crimson hair.

"Do ya like it?" She asked,"Ah grew it out."

No one replied back to the mares lonesome question that hung in the air.
"Ah remember ya saying how much ya likes my hair long... And how much better ya likes it down." She toyed with a strand of hair looking down at the mound of dirt waiting for a reply,"A... Ah'm still no used to it."

She green eyes saddened as she continued to wait."heh... Here Ah am talking to nothing... What am Ah even doing?"

The white mare sat down leaning against the tombstone,"Char said... It might help me to talk to someone about this... And Ah thought... Who else do Ah have to talk to?"

Her hoof picked out a purple lily from the pile of dead and withered flowers,"Lilies? Ah love these silly flowers... Heheh... Even dead it's still beautiful..."

Her lips curls back into a weak smile. Twirling the lily in her hoof she put it in her hat,"Ah don't believe in the silly belief that once we die... That's it. Ah like to believe we have another life afterwards.... And we can all meet again..."

She smile faded as she felt her eyes begin to swell up,"S-Sterling? Ah want to believe ya can hear me, and ya're listening right now... But.."

Ivory cleared he throat trying her best to speak clearly,"Ah'm not even sure if ya can..."

She carefully rubbed under her eyes not to mess up her eyeliner and mascara.

"Sterling... If ya can really hear me... And Char isn't just telling me things in hope it makes me feel better... Ah... Ah just want you to know... Ah..."

Ivy's words seemed to fail her but she fought through the wet feeling of tears dripping from her eyes,"Ah want ya to know that Ah'm okay. Ah'm... Okay. We all miss ya, even Char and Aite. Ah.. Ah know Loptr is hurt, ya both had a close friendship, b-but Ah'm not sure if he'll be able to take it much longer..."

She choked on the last word fixing the hat on her head that begun to slip.

"Ah love ya so much. Ya know Ah do, but Ah want ya to know that Ah'm okay now... Really... Ah'll be fine and ya can wait for me... Like ya promised... And Ah'll make sure no one else gets hurt... And Ah'll keep an eye on Loptr... Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid... Okay?"

...

"Ab miss ya. Ah love ya. Goodbye."

Description
It's called shading... Learn it.

No seriously though, this took forever! But it shows my proof of sometimes a little bit is more. Lots of contrast and shading... Mostly.

This is a stage of grief for Ivory, acceptance. Even thought she the event where Sterling, her fiancée, died still haunts her she is willing to move on and accept his death. Leaving the memory in the shadows.

And cause I felt like being nice I made a short story for the fun of it. You don't have to read it but....
It'd be nice if you could

-----

Story: Ponies of all shapes and sizes passed by the cemeteries daily. They were there to bid their loved ones goodbye and then some never came back. It was understandable why, who would want stay in a place that reminds you someone you held so close to your hearts was gone? Celestias' sun hung high in the air in the chilly morning of autumn. Not many ponies were out and about, most of them had stayed indoor since the early morning snowfall. A mare walked along the dirt path covered in light snow, her hooves dragged creating thin lines in the freshly fallen flakes. She looked too well dressed to just be visiting, the dark brown scarf swaying back and forth and the flowered hat with a lack veil that hung down over her eyes. The chatters of the ponies who had left their homes whispered to each other as she passed. From insults to compliments to woeful thoughts for the mare they still managed to reach her ears and burn them. The mare stopped in front of the stone block with the initials 'S.T.A' carved into it. She sighed watching her breath rise in the freeze, she started fixing her crimson hair.

"Do ya like it?" She asked,"Ah grew it out."

No one replied back to the mares lonesome question that hung in the air.
"Ah remember ya saying how much ya likes my hair long... And how much better ya likes it down." She toyed with a strand of hair looking down at the mound of dirt waiting for a reply,"A... Ah'm still no used to it."

She green eyes saddened as she continued to wait."heh... Here Ah am talking to nothing... What am Ah even doing?"

The white mare sat down leaning against the tombstone,"Char said... It might help me to talk to someone about this... And Ah thought... Who else do Ah have to talk to?"

Her hoof picked out a purple lily from the pile of dead and withered flowers,"Lilies? Ah love these silly flowers... Heheh... Even dead it's still beautiful..."

Her lips curls back into a weak smile. Twirling the lily in her hoof she put it in her hat,"Ah don't believe in the silly belief that once we die... That's it. Ah like to believe we have another life afterwards.... And we can all meet again..."

She smile faded as she felt her eyes begin to swell up,"S-Sterling? Ah want to believe ya can hear me, and ya're listening right now... But.."

Ivory cleared he throat trying her best to speak clearly,"Ah'm not even sure if ya can..."

She carefully rubbed under her eyes not to mess up her eyeliner and mascara.

"Sterling... If ya can really hear me... And Char isn't just telling me things in hope it makes me feel better... Ah... Ah just want you to know... Ah..."

Ivy's words seemed to fail her but she fought through the wet feeling of tears dripping from her eyes,"Ah want ya to know that Ah'm okay. Ah'm... Okay. We all miss ya, even Char and Aite. Ah.. Ah know Loptr is hurt, ya both had a close friendship, b-but Ah'm not sure if he'll be able to take it much longer..."

She choked on the last word fixing the hat on her head that begun to slip.

"Ah love ya so much. Ya know Ah do, but Ah want ya to know that Ah'm okay now... Really... Ah'll be fine and ya can wait for me... Like ya promised... And Ah'll make sure no one else gets hurt... And Ah'll keep an eye on Loptr... Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid... Okay?"

...

"Ab miss ya. Ah love ya. Goodbye."