Seeing the aurora is common in the starward corner of the world, and the old Vanir of the Silver Isles call the beautiful lights "the Wings of Tor." The goddess of the night unfurls her wings on the coldest, clearest nights of winter, and sometimes in the summer.

Some gryfons consider it extremely lucky to pledge to their mate under the Wings of Tor, and will risk an out-of-season whelping just to fly under the hallow show of light.

Pictured here is Ragna, now the Widow Queen...in happier times, exalting under the Wings.

Character & mythology from my novel, Song of the Summer King ^__^

This character is NOT free for use. I'm extremely proud of her, she has a history and a life. This is one of the best digital backgrounds I've ever painted :D :D I think I could improve on the gryfon at this point, but I'm leaving as is for now. Ciao...