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A year later...

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As of today it has been 1 year since I last updated DCP.

I figured now was as good a time as any, for those of you who still follow this page, to get an update.

In the spring of last year I decided to stretch my legs at a new hobby (miniature war gaming) and painting miniatures. Turns out I am not bad at it, and it has only grown (like crazy) this past year. There is something satisfying to people admiring a physical model, painted with painstaking detail, rather than a digital image on a screen. Just like drawing though, this hobby is time consuming (if you want things to look nice). So time I was previously spending drawing, moved into painting.

It was around that time that I also had a lot of trips (Paris & LA), so my attention was taken away from DA and DCP.

Something just kinda fell off inside me. That spark to draw, that interest just wasn’t there. It wasn’t that I was burned out, I just couldn’t feel that desire anymore. I used to be excited at work to get to draw the next page of DCP, and share it with you. I just wasn’t excited. Previously in times like that I’d write/draw subchapters, or side stories. Something else to draw my interest. But not this time (partially due to my new hobby noted above).

I thought I’d take a break, come back to it after a couple weeks. But I never did. It never interested me. Not even just DCP, but to draw.

By the fall/winter all things aligned and now we are having a baby. All part of our 5-10 year plan. We kept it a secret and told everyone at Christmas. Since then my life has been cycling between pregnancy things, painting miniatures, or work.

So here we are.

1 year to the day since the last page of DCP.

I wanted to tell you guys so much more. The rest of the story. I don’t know how many readers are left around here. We started this story almost 11 years ago, but some have stuck it through and you deserve and ending. Some of you want to know, and I want to tell you…

But as my time is about to no longer be my own (baby LDM is going to eat all of it) chances are that’s not going to happen. The story is written, the plot is there, but each page takes a tremendous effort to produce.

I’m not saying this is the end of DCP. And who knows it may take another 11 years and I may finish it.

But I as it stands I am just not sure how to get it all out there, with out just letting it fade away.

Thanks for sticking around the loyal lot of you who read this!

I still draw, and I still post, and I guess we’ll see where I get to with DCP! If you stick around, who knows what you might find ;)

~Lord Dragon Master </b>




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Jebus...some people....AMIRITE?!





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Riddle me that

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Close enough you got, all was not what it seemed,
The answer to question 1 was of a “Computer Screen”.

Here we now go, on to riddle number two,
Let’s see if I can be a little more clever for you,
Pay close attention and we’ll see how you fair,
Things will get trickier, I’m warning beware…

A phantom, a legend, tetrad here a time,
A shadow, a ghost, one opera does chime.
A musical, a decade so long it has played,
A song, whose memories have softly laid.
A man, singular spectator down in his seat,
A heart, two which the rhythm does beat.
A rose, soft petals, forget all you know,
A mask, to hide that which in stow.
A question,  now asked plainly for all to seen,
A riddle, was it twenty-three, four or eighteen?

(Be sure to put in a guess before looking at the comments below).



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Riddle me this

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It’s quiet here now, like a soft autumn storm,
No updates, no comments, this is the new norm.

This place feels abandoned, and LDM dead,
Who could have foreseen no more stories in my stead.

Ten years of DCP and fourteen on DA,
Where has my will gone, how do I get it to stay?

I can’t promise much, I never really could,
But some art in a while, to rise if I would.

But here in October, a memory comes to my eye,
A tradition from long ago, and although you do sigh.

This games not forgotten, so let’s give it a go,
Who knows what will happen, you reap what you sow.

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This is my treat, and this is your trick,
This game wont last long, so play it quick.

Can you answer the riddle down below,
Or within these hallowed nights will you let your pride go?

They aren’t all that hard, but they are a little fun,
So enough with this pretext…let’s start with just one.

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I am the world, a widow, a door
You cannot pass through me, or touch what I store.
Expressionless my face, dark when I sleep,
I am your eyes, to a language few do speak,
You gaze upon my face, morning, noon and night.
Though look away and I’m just out of sight.

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