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Hands signing the unheard incantation, as the temple rises to the sky.
Scent of Death and ashes with skeletons dance frozen in it's walls.
A mage, a born regent to dark, no name on their lips, "the Guardian" he is called.
Fierce, alluring, cold. As death must be, as well he is no awe.
"From the death i came, to death i'm bound,
not coward towards the void, cause darkness is our house".
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this is one of the most hard but loved pieces i made, this has a quality that had the difference of death and night of my art. i have to admit that in the moment i didn't have a minimal idea of how did i do it, but after a year i still consider it one of my best pieces.
this is a alter version of my oc "Drive", here he is a Necromancy wizard, with a little inspiration to dressing of the Aladdin movie.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Jackal
Size 2532 x 1443px
File Size 4.24 MB
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