
Every few minutes, the earth shook lightly in the small reserve town which sat quietly on the west cost of British Columbia, Canada. This was not normal for the town, but it seemed that only the young children of the village were frightened.
One of the children ran to her grandmother, who was seated on the porch, watching the waves roll in from the ocean onto the rocky shore.
“What’s the matter, child?” asked her Elder after a moment. She looked down with a smile. The little girl had clambered up on to her lap and was hugging the elder tightly.
“Is the earth mad at us, Grandma?” the girl asked worriedly. “It keeps shaking. I’m worried that everything will fall down and break in the house.”
The Elder laughed lightly. “No, child. The earth isn’t angry... do you remember the stories I told you before you go to sleep, the one of the spirits?”
The girl settled a little. “Yes, Grandma. You told me that everything has a spirit, and there are none who are good or bad. Unless we angered them.” She said, looking at the ground after it shook. The Elder continued to smile wisely. “Except...”
“Except the spirits deep within the earth. Hidden in dark caves. They are purely evil.” The little girl said quietly, looking at the ground, almost forgetting to blink.
“Is that them, Grandma?”
“Yes child. It is a dark spirit who makes those noises. But I’m sure he will grow tired soon, and sleep.”
“How do you know?”
“I spoke with him this morning, before he returned to his cave. He came out this morning.” The elder smiled. “He came to find food, apologised for the noise, and bathed. He wore tattered clothes full of cuts and holes. I walked to him and brought him inside, and gave him some new clothes, ones that better suited an evil spirit.”
The little girl looked at her Grandmother in surprise. “Why would you do that for an evil spirit, Grandma, It was evil, wasn’t it?!”
A soft chuckle came from the Elder’s mouth as she pushed off the porch, starting herself rocking in her chair. “Oh, he was fearsome. I haven’t seen such a monster in many years. But I believe this spirit had forgotten he was evil. He was polite and although intimidating, and never smiled, seemed to wish us no harm.”
“But why did you help him?”
“Child, you must always help your family, no matter how distant a relative.”
The earth continued to shake, well until nightfall, when it stopped.
Curiosity took over the girl, and when she was supposed to be asleep, she snuck down to the water’s edge, and followed it to the dark caves by the sea. Light was falling, but the girl walked up to the edge of the cave, looking inside. There were noises inside the cave, but the girl held fast, and put a small paper bag, filled with a sandwich on the ground.
The noises stopped, and deep within the cave, the girl saw something begin to walk slowly forwards. The dark spirit looked like a man in a small sparrow mask. He was huge, with a massive white mane of hair that flowed across its back. He wore dark leather pants, boots, and a shawl. The spirit came forwards, and knelt down, looking at the girl silently. She saw its grey eyes through the mask.
“Is this for me?” the spirit asked.
The girl nodded, shaking quietly.
“Thank you...” said the spirit, turning around, heading back into the cave. “I am sorry for scaring you.”
The spirit walked back inside the cave, and no more sounds came out, except for heavy breathing.
-- DarcLeon
*****
This one gave me significantly less trouble than the other one. Then again, this one was kinda the REASON why they other one became so complicated. The first one I sketched was Eredith, but then I sketched this one and was like "Oh...Mass is creating caves...with his FISTS....Eredith needs to be more epic than just bending the sky & a plateau >___>" So that's why Eredith's BG changed between my posting the WIP and the final version.
Mass is so badass. Which makes him easy to draw I guess. It also helps that his more traditional costumes are based upon Native American stuff which I LOVE. Eredith is based upon Traditional European/Celtic stuff which I know very little about *scratches head* I need to correct that.
Overall, VERY HAPPY with this one.
One of the children ran to her grandmother, who was seated on the porch, watching the waves roll in from the ocean onto the rocky shore.
“What’s the matter, child?” asked her Elder after a moment. She looked down with a smile. The little girl had clambered up on to her lap and was hugging the elder tightly.
“Is the earth mad at us, Grandma?” the girl asked worriedly. “It keeps shaking. I’m worried that everything will fall down and break in the house.”
The Elder laughed lightly. “No, child. The earth isn’t angry... do you remember the stories I told you before you go to sleep, the one of the spirits?”
The girl settled a little. “Yes, Grandma. You told me that everything has a spirit, and there are none who are good or bad. Unless we angered them.” She said, looking at the ground after it shook. The Elder continued to smile wisely. “Except...”
“Except the spirits deep within the earth. Hidden in dark caves. They are purely evil.” The little girl said quietly, looking at the ground, almost forgetting to blink.
“Is that them, Grandma?”
“Yes child. It is a dark spirit who makes those noises. But I’m sure he will grow tired soon, and sleep.”
“How do you know?”
“I spoke with him this morning, before he returned to his cave. He came out this morning.” The elder smiled. “He came to find food, apologised for the noise, and bathed. He wore tattered clothes full of cuts and holes. I walked to him and brought him inside, and gave him some new clothes, ones that better suited an evil spirit.”
The little girl looked at her Grandmother in surprise. “Why would you do that for an evil spirit, Grandma, It was evil, wasn’t it?!”
A soft chuckle came from the Elder’s mouth as she pushed off the porch, starting herself rocking in her chair. “Oh, he was fearsome. I haven’t seen such a monster in many years. But I believe this spirit had forgotten he was evil. He was polite and although intimidating, and never smiled, seemed to wish us no harm.”
“But why did you help him?”
“Child, you must always help your family, no matter how distant a relative.”
The earth continued to shake, well until nightfall, when it stopped.
Curiosity took over the girl, and when she was supposed to be asleep, she snuck down to the water’s edge, and followed it to the dark caves by the sea. Light was falling, but the girl walked up to the edge of the cave, looking inside. There were noises inside the cave, but the girl held fast, and put a small paper bag, filled with a sandwich on the ground.
The noises stopped, and deep within the cave, the girl saw something begin to walk slowly forwards. The dark spirit looked like a man in a small sparrow mask. He was huge, with a massive white mane of hair that flowed across its back. He wore dark leather pants, boots, and a shawl. The spirit came forwards, and knelt down, looking at the girl silently. She saw its grey eyes through the mask.
“Is this for me?” the spirit asked.
The girl nodded, shaking quietly.
“Thank you...” said the spirit, turning around, heading back into the cave. “I am sorry for scaring you.”
The spirit walked back inside the cave, and no more sounds came out, except for heavy breathing.
-- DarcLeon
*****
This one gave me significantly less trouble than the other one. Then again, this one was kinda the REASON why they other one became so complicated. The first one I sketched was Eredith, but then I sketched this one and was like "Oh...Mass is creating caves...with his FISTS....Eredith needs to be more epic than just bending the sky & a plateau >___>" So that's why Eredith's BG changed between my posting the WIP and the final version.
Mass is so badass. Which makes him easy to draw I guess. It also helps that his more traditional costumes are based upon Native American stuff which I LOVE. Eredith is based upon Traditional European/Celtic stuff which I know very little about *scratches head* I need to correct that.
Overall, VERY HAPPY with this one.
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