In the halls of the forgotten, she sings and dances. In the home of the forgotten, she is not queen but yet honored. In the halls, whose light is pale like moonlight, in the places lost to time and memory, she is always there. Dancing, singing, inviting all who is her kin to come and watch. To be merry for a moment longer, a moment passed. And if you should wander, and find yourself within these hidden places? Take succor from her and know you are safe. Your payment a tune in your heart, a memory dim but not lost. A promise to return...one day...when you and all you are is welcomed back to the hall as your resting place.
This piece is a bit of a spiritual successor to the story told inside of this picture. The singer/dancer who once charmed a prince and was sentenced to be forgotten in his dungeons. Well ages pass, and many things are forgotten. But she won't forget, and she won't let those like her be alone in the dark. So she dances, and sings, and brings a warmth to those ancient halls of a castle once so cold and full of misery. But don't be mistake - she only dances for those who will one day...be with her too.
Art By:
apron55
This piece is a bit of a spiritual successor to the story told inside of this picture. The singer/dancer who once charmed a prince and was sentenced to be forgotten in his dungeons. Well ages pass, and many things are forgotten. But she won't forget, and she won't let those like her be alone in the dark. So she dances, and sings, and brings a warmth to those ancient halls of a castle once so cold and full of misery. But don't be mistake - she only dances for those who will one day...be with her too.
Art By:
apron55
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Wolf
Size 1280 x 960px
File Size 144.9 kB
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