🌊Lazuli

Can’t remember last time I have drawn so many characters on one canvas 🫢

But here they are

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A silly art of the brothers that I drew after I stumbled upon a review where someone reposted my first Renarin portrait only to put a rant about him below it, smh

The Survivors

I feel like I see stuff that captures the beauty and magic of the mist and the stars relatively rarely surprisingly and I ADORE this.

Have you considered. Drawing the scene in Hero of Ages where Vin is drawing up the Mists and they're spiraling out below her and she peaks high above them with a single bit trailing up to her etc etc that scene made such poignant images in my mind but all I can make so far is this

Also, fantastic concept, bet 🫡

WaT spoiler:

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He would have given it up, the immortality. He intended to, back when he had something to live for that was his. Then the war stole his heart but not his life, and Kaladin got back up. He always got back up. He found purpose outside of himself and held on. Eight of his colleagues chose to go into the Beyond. Ishar reclaimed Ashyn, and Kaladin was—

alone.

And yet not alone.

He had Syl. He always had Syl, but Syl was her own person. Syl, his tiny piece of divinity, was Roshar’s goddess now. Cultivation had not returned, but Syl had. Syl brought Stormlight back to Roshar, along with highstorms. She was gentler than her father. She wanted Roshar to flourish. The grass in Alethkar no longer hid with the alacrity it had in Kaladin’s youth. Buildings grew tall with windows facing the Origin. High-speed fabrial trains connected the continent, slowing only during the Weeping when Stormlight ran low.

Syl, his goddess, the other half of his soul, the person who kept him sane for a thousand years.

The one he had wanted to love, wished with his entire being to love, only to find that what he felt for her was barely one-thousandth of what he felt for the man in front of him.

Summary below the cut; contains implied spoilers for Wind and Truth.

Implying that diving into cosmere is like getting pulled into the dark side