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It is said that a long time ago,
A man was very much in love with a fair and young maiden, writing her poetry and giving her gifts of sweet flowers, fresh breads and tender meats, such was his smitten fancy for her.
But alas, it was that she slowly fell ill, comforted in her dire time by him at her side, reading to her his words of love.
When her time came, the man, frought with woe and heartbroken, continued to write with her in his mind, pouring his heart and soul into every page, spending a many sleepless night, and restless day until he had finally written a thousand new poems.
Exhausted, he left his home and called upon the goddess of the winds, to take his poems up to his late love so she may enjoy them even in her home in the veil.
Rialkatiamune heard his pleads and took up his writings upon the wind, scattering the pages into the sky.
Because each word on each page bore with it his very heart and soul, the pages tore apart and alighted in the veil, becoming thousands of heavenly stars.
With such an ascention of his soul, the man, weary and no longer of the terra, ascended into the veil, becoming a god and preserver of every tender heart and love.
That is how Rekaerbtraeh came to be. His true title skewed in translation from old texts to new.
So I just randomly started drawing. based on a manipulated photo I saw on Tumblr.
And it got carried away.
And then it got feelzy...
Then I was left to wonder why I'm terrible like this while I continue to violently pluck at people's heart strings and work those sweet, sweet tears.
And yeah it's sort of a creation story of Rekaerbtraeh, the godwyrm of love in my story's pantheon.
Cheers!
A man was very much in love with a fair and young maiden, writing her poetry and giving her gifts of sweet flowers, fresh breads and tender meats, such was his smitten fancy for her.
But alas, it was that she slowly fell ill, comforted in her dire time by him at her side, reading to her his words of love.
When her time came, the man, frought with woe and heartbroken, continued to write with her in his mind, pouring his heart and soul into every page, spending a many sleepless night, and restless day until he had finally written a thousand new poems.
Exhausted, he left his home and called upon the goddess of the winds, to take his poems up to his late love so she may enjoy them even in her home in the veil.
Rialkatiamune heard his pleads and took up his writings upon the wind, scattering the pages into the sky.
Because each word on each page bore with it his very heart and soul, the pages tore apart and alighted in the veil, becoming thousands of heavenly stars.
With such an ascention of his soul, the man, weary and no longer of the terra, ascended into the veil, becoming a god and preserver of every tender heart and love.
That is how Rekaerbtraeh came to be. His true title skewed in translation from old texts to new.
----So I just randomly started drawing. based on a manipulated photo I saw on Tumblr.
And it got carried away.
And then it got feelzy...
Then I was left to wonder why I'm terrible like this while I continue to violently pluck at people's heart strings and work those sweet, sweet tears.
And yeah it's sort of a creation story of Rekaerbtraeh, the godwyrm of love in my story's pantheon.
Cheers!
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 1000 x 1000px
File Size 1.03 MB
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