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Emiliana Knoble

    Done in ink and prisma color pencils, lightly touched up in Photoshop, took me about a week and a half to complete.         *    *    *     Delwyn perched upon the cool rock face, blue moonlight cascaded over him and to the fields below; this place was familiar, unlike his thoughts. He was content to sit here, and fearful of staying, his wings a shield from what he feared. Closing his eyes to things below, he contemplated hurling himself over the edge to be carried away.   The battle that raged within him was as thick as the smoke rising from the dragoncaves across the valley, his home. Torchlights danced in a trail across the valley. A lynching mob all bent on eviction, on extermination.        They saw him, outlined in silver moonbeams that lit his pale features and glowed through his gossamer wings. It was a sight that stirred fear, fanning the flames of hatred. He knew their faces as well, as a child he played with them in the fields that were now also being licked by the flames of hatred, of fear.       He lifted his head and softly turned his back on the destruction to face his opposer. Athen, his childhood friend stood before him, his sword gleaming; a torch lay extinguished at his feet. He was ready to take the blow that Athen wasn't prepared to deliver until the wind yanked his wings to their full span light a kite, it took but one graceful leap into the air to carry him aloft and away. 'Good bye' he whispered, silent tears fell into the valley as the wind bore him eastward, towards the rising sun. 

Published More than a year ago

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