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This is an idea that's been in my head for a while. I get a lot of TF art, but rarely follow up on much of it. But the post-TF is something I do explore in my writings, and I finally came up with a solid idea for it. It took another several months to nail down details of who and what, but I finally did.
So here we have Thenyr, long ago transformed into a raccoon, mournfully looking at what once was in a reflective surface.
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So here we have Thenyr, long ago transformed into a raccoon, mournfully looking at what once was in a reflective surface.
Drawn by Jakkal
Posted using PostyBirb
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Raccoon
Size 1500 x 900px
File Size 909.2 kB
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I just got an idea about this picture and I’m going to apologize in advance for the shameless Rome total war reference, but this is what I can imagine Thenyr thinking at this point.
I could do so much in the name of the sun, I once did. Me and other holy warriors banished countless creatures of the dark into oblivion. There was nothing left to fight, and the sun was proud and glory and honor were ours. But I have been cursed to being a mere animal, and my comrades are either dead or have lost hope. Our work has been undone. And so I live in evil days. Those we once served have turned on each other instead of their proper enemies, those who dwell in the dark. I would weep if a raccoon could weep. I know my friends if they are still out there must weep in my place. But I would also hope, the world turns, what was may come again. The sun still decides the fate of men’s lives. So now, perhaps the sun wishes me to be a person again. Perhaps the day will come where a new champion will take up the sword. Help me to reclaim my humanity, and to fight the horrors of the darkness. To make the sun proud again, and to remake the world into a better plan. Perhaps….
I could do so much in the name of the sun, I once did. Me and other holy warriors banished countless creatures of the dark into oblivion. There was nothing left to fight, and the sun was proud and glory and honor were ours. But I have been cursed to being a mere animal, and my comrades are either dead or have lost hope. Our work has been undone. And so I live in evil days. Those we once served have turned on each other instead of their proper enemies, those who dwell in the dark. I would weep if a raccoon could weep. I know my friends if they are still out there must weep in my place. But I would also hope, the world turns, what was may come again. The sun still decides the fate of men’s lives. So now, perhaps the sun wishes me to be a person again. Perhaps the day will come where a new champion will take up the sword. Help me to reclaim my humanity, and to fight the horrors of the darkness. To make the sun proud again, and to remake the world into a better plan. Perhaps….
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