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Gaze Into the Light (by Loias)
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He is awoken by one of the little motes of light resting upon his nose. His eyes flicker open, and he sees himself surrounded by the little things. He does not know why they flock to him, the little magical flecks. Other dragons are rich with magical energy, but he can grant the tiny creatures nothing in return. But he does question them. Still, they comfort him. He doesn't know why. It is a feeling deep inside his heart. In the endless darkness of the cavern, they give him light, and warmth, and strength. They calm the fury within him. They quell the sadness that wells up from inside. With them near, he feels as though the world no longer needs a warrior.
But without them, the cave is cold and dark. Slowly, he rises to his feet. The little motes flee from the sudden movement, but then once again sensing safety, settle around him. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, he sees the daylight ahead. As he moves towards it, the motes start to stream away from him, back into the darkness behind. He pokes his head out, closing his eyes tight against the blinding brightness...
Back from the con, I decided to put up an extra piece this week just because I felt like it. Enjoy!
loiasHe is awoken by one of the little motes of light resting upon his nose. His eyes flicker open, and he sees himself surrounded by the little things. He does not know why they flock to him, the little magical flecks. Other dragons are rich with magical energy, but he can grant the tiny creatures nothing in return. But he does question them. Still, they comfort him. He doesn't know why. It is a feeling deep inside his heart. In the endless darkness of the cavern, they give him light, and warmth, and strength. They calm the fury within him. They quell the sadness that wells up from inside. With them near, he feels as though the world no longer needs a warrior.
But without them, the cave is cold and dark. Slowly, he rises to his feet. The little motes flee from the sudden movement, but then once again sensing safety, settle around him. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, he sees the daylight ahead. As he moves towards it, the motes start to stream away from him, back into the darkness behind. He pokes his head out, closing his eyes tight against the blinding brightness...
Back from the con, I decided to put up an extra piece this week just because I felt like it. Enjoy!
Category All / Fantasy
Species Western Dragon
Size 1280 x 896px
File Size 140.8 kB
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