Tarvalian

Riding the Lightning

Close-Up:

Magician, lord of the dreamways

how he looks irl (he's just disfigured, not evil)

Northern Lights - Aller and Breich

Ever just do a whole painting in one night? I had the sudden, dire need to paint space and well... I've only had this image in my mind for a decade...

"...we swam among the northern lights, and hid beyond the edge of night"

Two thousand years and hundreds of horizons. A myriad of dawns, red-stained with blood- they said you could see an eternity within his eyes... and that it was as cold as the void that awaits us at the end of time- a legend who never wanted to be.

Did you convince yourself it was right at the time? When you lost count of all the lives you claimed? It was more than you ever named... oh fallen angel, lost soul who could not die.

You never found the one you were searching for. Where did you go, one who cannot die? The void will not take you... so whence did you hide?

A story not over, only paused for a time. Breath not taken, suffocating inside. One who holds eternity within his eyes, cold as ice.

Teeron head studies, finally approaching something I like, the right balance of "not-quite-wolf" and human-like intelligence.

Coulda sworn I posted this WIP already