Calling the Mist

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Jeste Schrieb

Avalon Goddess high, Priestess low, Songs of druids, Come and go. Mists of morn’, Moon of night, Spreading thick With magic light. Seasons pass, Isle fades, Disappearing in The glades. Yet within, The magic breathes, As long as someone Still believes. Ancient isle, Not quite gone, Ever-calming Avalon. - Dani 'Moonrunner' Hall Since having read the Mist of Avalon, i have had this image of Morgaine in my head. Then when i finally got going on drawing the image i found this poem in Dani's Library. And the words kind of weave a spell the spell that i somewhat imagened Morgaine to have been saying when she calls the mists. **I have Dani's permission to post her poem. I had help from my boyfriend with the background. I did edit it, for which i had permission too.** Media: Bryce 5 edited in Photoshop, along with pure Photoshop 8 work. Photo reference used. 18 hours.

Published More than a year ago

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