Poppy Ackroyd - Aliquot

Travelling worlds can be such a tiring affair sometimes. The process itself is straightforward enough for a Warpjaw: tearing the veil between distant realities and simply...stepping through! But unfortunately the action can be so terribly taxing on body and mind...

Having recently touched down to an unknown greenhouse world in the dead of night, Bruvelighe's tired state has him promptly curling up amidst the foliage to catch some winks--only loosely aware of his wooded surroundings. But as the morning crests into afternoon, Bruve rouses and marvels at the surrounding verdant splendor. Green as far as the eye can see! Strange trees crowd the landscape, their boughs heavy with dense leaves and bark marbled with delicate, gilt patterns. And all around him are pale butterflies...their wings an azure gossamer.

The hybrid sits there quietly in dappled sunlight, a stranger in a strange land. He sits there and ruminates--of things to come and things gone by. Of this new world and his place within it. As he breathes in the pristine air and feels springy grass underfoot, the weight of fatigue slips from world-weary shoulders. "Maybe just a few more moments" he thinks to himself. And so the Warpjaw continues to sit there amidst the verdure...the calm forest acting as a balm for body and mind.
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This absolutely jaw-dropping speedpaint is by  Lukiri! Such a stunning scene on this one, and honestly some days I wish I had a similar wooded place to retreat to ;w;

Original here.