The Perfect Storm

Ever since I was little, I've always had a fascination for Storm. She's beautiful, smart, powerful—she's perfect! How could anyone not like her? And since I'm bored and contemplating whether to do some work or not, I've decided to share some of my work that features my all-time favorite X-man. It's not much, but it's something.

A quick sketch I did while taking a break from work.

In watercolor, during my days as a bum. Fun times. :D

A picture I took and shared on Instagram (@franztene). It's a graphic novel I bought for less than half the price!

“I am a woman, a mutant, a thief, an X-Men, a lover, a wife, a queen. I am all these things. I am Storm, and for me, there are no such things as limits.”

Hot Summer Nights

The night was at its peak, and the air was weighed down with humidity. The fan was going mad as it blew warm air to the already hot room. My breath, though constant, was irregular. It was out of rhythm, and I found myself paying more attention to the rising and falling of the chest. I wiped a sheen of sweat off my face, and as an involuntary response, I let out a low groan. My skin was moist and I could feel the sheets cling to me like the ghost of my regrets. I was wrapped in warmth, but what I wanted was to be released. I wanted to give my body what it wants. What it needs. I needed the darkness to be enough for me, but sleep won’t come until the heat dies out. If only it would.

Happiness Is A Debt You Owe To Yourself

Stop. You are not what you think you are. You are a cliche dressed in yesterday's clothes. You are not original. Just a copy of a copy that came a tad too late.

This. This is not your world. You try too hard in a place where you don't belong, and you expect to come out on top. Such a foolish thought! A fish out of water is what you are—running a race on wet fins and failing gills. In the end, you will only reek of the stench of frustration and disappointment.

Now. All things will fall apart. All will be lost if you don't decide to move now. You will tire of keeping up, and people will see you for what you truly are. This charade that you put up will slowly crack and crumble, leaving you with a pile of worthless rubble.

Take a step back and look at the bigger picture. Where are you headed, really? Do not be caged in other people's expectations. There is no greater woe than to be stuck in a mold you can't fill.