Mornings are beginnings.
A new day is many things. A chapter. An opportunity. A challenge. A threat. This day will be one of the trying ones.
This morning had me awaken to the wind's ominous howls, bearing scents of distant terrors. The very landscape was covered in red, tinted by the slowly rising sun.
I love my peace, peace that for so long was a given. But perhaps today is the day.
The day when I will have to earn it.
The wind carries hints of fire, of blood, of rage. The world is a battlefield of forces far beyond me, forces akin to those of Nature itself.
Red sky at morning, sailors take warning, so say the hominids who roam the seas.
Sometimes, Fate simply wants to play its games of Chance, participants unwilling. Perhaps my day to sit and roll the dice has just arrived.
May I never forget the Wise Ways, nor forsake my Honor. Even in the face of the elements, the Great Forces.
May I withstand the winds...
Even in the face of True Madness.
A lovely, stylized portrait by
lokrial, featuring some amazing scalework, color play and an impressive sense of force behind the wind. I am very fond of its moody, defiant nature. For any time travellers, the little bit of commentary is just some musings about the state of the world at the end of 2025 AD. Time will tell how it's going to age.
Art credit goes to the artist, naturally.
Artist's Submission: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/61653085/
Arcdanis belongs to me.
A new day is many things. A chapter. An opportunity. A challenge. A threat. This day will be one of the trying ones.
This morning had me awaken to the wind's ominous howls, bearing scents of distant terrors. The very landscape was covered in red, tinted by the slowly rising sun.
I love my peace, peace that for so long was a given. But perhaps today is the day.
The day when I will have to earn it.
The wind carries hints of fire, of blood, of rage. The world is a battlefield of forces far beyond me, forces akin to those of Nature itself.
Red sky at morning, sailors take warning, so say the hominids who roam the seas.
Sometimes, Fate simply wants to play its games of Chance, participants unwilling. Perhaps my day to sit and roll the dice has just arrived.
May I never forget the Wise Ways, nor forsake my Honor. Even in the face of the elements, the Great Forces.
May I withstand the winds...
Even in the face of True Madness.
A lovely, stylized portrait by
lokrial, featuring some amazing scalework, color play and an impressive sense of force behind the wind. I am very fond of its moody, defiant nature. For any time travellers, the little bit of commentary is just some musings about the state of the world at the end of 2025 AD. Time will tell how it's going to age.Art credit goes to the artist, naturally.
Artist's Submission: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/61653085/
Arcdanis belongs to me.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Portraits
Species Western Dragon
Size 1396 x 1440px
File Size 4.1 MB
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