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Silentium Floris Nocturni, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2026

A quiet guardian of the night — half woman, half sacred bird — standing among lotus and iris beneath a dark celestial mirror. This pencil drawing speaks about inner silence, grace, and hidden strength that grows in darkness like a nocturnal flower.

This drawing also carries a small human story. I once gave it away to a young, beautiful and very kind Chinese flight attendant from Air China. She impressed me with her gentleness and calm dignity. I handed the drawing to her quickly during boarding and ran away almost immediately. I don’t even know if she remembers me. But perhaps somewhere, in some quiet place, this drawing still exists — like a small fragment of a fleeting meeting between strangers in the sky.

Silentium Profundorum, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2025

In the quiet depths where light barely breathes, a guardian of the waters holds life with reverence. This drawing reflects the fragile harmony between death and tenderness — a reminder that even in the darkest places, compassion survives. The mermaid’s embrace speaks of protection, memory, and the silent bond between nature and the soul.

Sempiterna Resurrectio, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2024

Emerging from the velvet silence of the shadows, the soul finds its wings. This piece captures the delicate balance between the fragility of the bloom and the unyielding strength of the fire within. It is a tribute to the light that refuses to be extinguished—a symbol of endurance and the eternal cycle of rebirth that guides us through the darkest of times.

Avaritia et Vanitas, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2025

In the dim light of a forgotten throne room, the clinking of gold is the only sound that remains. This piece explores the intersection of eternal duty and mortal transience. While the sovereign’s grip remains firm upon his earthly treasures, the presence of the maiden and the silent skull reminds us that every coin is weighted with the passage of time. A chronicle of power, faith, and the shadows that linger long after the sun has set.

Draco et Unicornis: Concordia, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2025

A profound dialogue between power and purity. This graphite chronicle captures the moment where the formidable strength of the dragon—a symbol of lineage, protection, and the terrestrial sword—meets the untamed grace of the unicorn, representing the celestial spirit. It is an intricate allegory of the internal harmony required to balance the weight of a crown with the lightness of faith. Every stroke of the pencil serves to bind these two ancient myths into a single, eternal dance of shadows and light.

Post Praestigias

When the curtains close and the illusions fade, reality demands its price. The magic is gone, leaving only hunger and the cold truth of survival beneath the fading stars.

Concordia Nocturna, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2025

In the quiet embrace of the midnight hour, two worlds meet in perfect stillness. This drawing captures a sacred moment of harmony between the earth and the sky—a dialogue of spirits under the watchful glow of a celestial light. Through every stroke of the pencil, I sought to find the peace that exists in the shadows and the eternal grace found in nature’s silence.

Lumen in Tenebris, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2024

In the silence of a deep night, where shadows merge with the past, a quiet dialogue is born. This drawing is a reflection on finding a guide when the only beacons are the steady glow of an old lantern and the shimmer of an ancient moon. The delicate pencil work emphasizes the fragility of the moment: the softness of the fur, the glint in the eyes, and the bated breath of the night itself. May this light illuminate the path for everyone searching for truth in the darkness.

297×420 , pencil drawing, 2025

The Hearth of Baba Yaga, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2025

Во глубинѣ лѣса дре́вняго, дале́че отъ стезе́й человѣ́ческихъ, идѣ́же вре́мя тече́нiе своѐ умедля́етъ, сѣди́тъ Ба́ба ѩга́. Пряде́тъ она̀ ни́ти су́дебъ близъ пе́щи те́плой. Еди́нiи же спу́тницы еѧ̀ во уедине́нiи се́мъ суть ко́тъ че́рнъ вѣ́рный, коза́ кро́ткая, да безмо́лвнiи о́тгласи мину́вшихъ лѣтъ. Сѐ е́сть видѣ́нiе дре́внихъ сказа́нiй слове́нскихъ, начерта́нное угліе́мъ

a bride without a dowry, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2024

Невѣста безъ вѣна

In the dim, somber light of a broken home, a bride prepares not for joy, but for destiny. Clothed in a gown too fine for her humble life, she sits at the wheel, spinning the crimson thread of a future perhaps bought at a heavy price. Her beautiful veil cannot hide the sorrow in her eyes, a burden only shared by the loyal, mournful gaze of her constant companion. This piece is a study in contrasts: wealth and poverty, expectation and sacrifice.

Bathed in golden light, Vasilisa sits in quiet grace beside her bewitched companion — the Frog Prince. Her handmade gown and crown shimmer with ancient Slavic magic, capturing a moment between fairytale and fate. Every detail, from the delicate embroidery to the tender gesture, tells the story of love, mystery, and transformation.

Astarion and Cazador, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2024

for @astarions.simple.plan

A moment of visceral tension. The complex dynamic between Astarion and his master, Cazador. This scene captures the dark heart of the narrative, just before the fateful ritual, embodying Astarion's desperate journey for freedom and the heavy cost of his servitude. A study in shadow, light, and the sharp edge of fate.

The Last Lullaby, mу art, 297×420 , pencil drawing, 2025

In the quiet dusk by the water’s edge, a mermaid bids farewell to a mortal soul. Her hand rests gently upon his hair — a final touch between two worlds that were never meant to meet.