Ariadne

They say there’s no better gift for an artist than having their work shared. Here are a few of my favorite recent pieces. I’d really appreciate any reposts, likes, or other support. Thank you!!

"Can you hear me, Pasqal?" "This statement is true, Hermine."

In the darkest time and place 😢

Also there is a pure fluff version because i am weak like that

Chapter 5 - Hell Hath no Fury Like a Woman Blackened

Chapter 5 of Omnissiah Forgive Me "I peer over the cliff’s edge to view an anatomical opera wide open from above. It is littered with bodies, both alive, dead, and somewhere in between. A red robe catches my eyes as it glistens in the moonlight in the middle of the room, dark crimson blood pools into puddles as it drips off the side of the table, and my mind comes to a sudden halt. First a rush of anger, then through all thoughts of denial, - no, no, please, no -  one scratched at my mind - it was him, the one I yearned for. A wave of grief coursed through my body like a dagger scraping its way across my throat. My eyes narrowed, my brow grimaced upwards as I let out a piercing wail that reverberated throughout my body before escaping my lips. It bounced through the air and echoed from wall to wall, travelling down the chasm."

Chapter 5 - A Warrior of Comprehension

"I peer over the cliff’s edge to view the opera wide open from above. It is littered with bodies, both alive, dead, and somewhere in between. A red robe catches my eyes as it glistens in the moonlight, dark crimson blood drips off the side of the table, and through all thoughts of denial, one scratched at my mind - it was him, the one I yearned for. A wave of grief coursed through my body like a dagger scraping its way across my throat. My eyes narrowed, my brow grimaced upwards as I let out a piercing wail that reverberated throughout my body before escaping my lips. It bounced through the air and echoed from wall to wall, travelling down the chasm. Moments before a drukhari guard grabs my mouth and throws me down, I catch a glimpse of his fury at my bellow - he was alive. "