Fan art of dragon from Century Age of Ashes.
I also write a small text about my thoughts. Sadly, there can be some mistakes, cause English is not my native, so sorry ><
Happy Halloween everyone!
On this night, when the line between worlds is thinning, and the air is intoxicated with the smell of decay and sweet carrion, the most ancient horrors awaken. And among them is Helstör, the Ever-Hunger.
He wasn't flying – he was floating in a scarlet haze, his pitch-black body merging with the clouds obscuring the moon. Only the scarlet blaze of his membranous wings and his eyes, burning like molten hellish coal, betrayed his presence. The air whistled, sliced by the forest of thorns on his back, and the inward-curved fangs bared in anticipation of flesh.
He was rescued from icy oblivion, but condemned to eternal starvation. And on this night, when death celebrates its triumph, his insatiability spills out. He's not looking for sweets that brave kids put in their pockets. His prey is life itself.
He circled over the sleeping kingdom, and his bloody gaze sought out those who dared to encroach on the domain of the scarlet night. After all, this dragon has only one taboo – the body of the one who saved his life. Everything else... everything else tonight is just food for the Ever-Hunger.
I also write a small text about my thoughts. Sadly, there can be some mistakes, cause English is not my native, so sorry ><
Happy Halloween everyone!
On this night, when the line between worlds is thinning, and the air is intoxicated with the smell of decay and sweet carrion, the most ancient horrors awaken. And among them is Helstör, the Ever-Hunger.
He wasn't flying – he was floating in a scarlet haze, his pitch-black body merging with the clouds obscuring the moon. Only the scarlet blaze of his membranous wings and his eyes, burning like molten hellish coal, betrayed his presence. The air whistled, sliced by the forest of thorns on his back, and the inward-curved fangs bared in anticipation of flesh.
He was rescued from icy oblivion, but condemned to eternal starvation. And on this night, when death celebrates its triumph, his insatiability spills out. He's not looking for sweets that brave kids put in their pockets. His prey is life itself.
He circled over the sleeping kingdom, and his bloody gaze sought out those who dared to encroach on the domain of the scarlet night. After all, this dragon has only one taboo – the body of the one who saved his life. Everything else... everything else tonight is just food for the Ever-Hunger.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Wyvern
Size 2049 x 1798px
File Size 632.5 kB
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