'Underwater Chase'

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Paul Doyle

Color version of a novel illustration for my 595-page first novel, 'Telkar Chronicles: Book One' (the working title, for legal purposes and to register the copyright with the United states library of congress) Safe For Work . . . rated PG . . . no parts showing, no 'winking' (my dragonesses have that ability), etc. This scene is actually a a happy flashback---something Jak'edrac thinks about, something that actually happened before the events of Novel One, when the two of them had a completely different perception of 'reality'. He misses her. Badly. Stranded from Jul'eweisa, his adored mate-for-life, and clinging onto life in Book One, Jak'edrac thinks of better times. They motivate him . The cave is being telekinetically opened by the dragoness, Jul'eweisa (it's halfway open in the picture). My dragons cannot breathe water, yet they have extra-sized lungs with pouches (like birds) and there is just a short swim to the surface inside the well-furnished cave (given to the couple by Jul'eweisa's clan, who maintain the place when Jak'edrac and Jul'eweisa do not need its intimate privacy). Healthy, well-conditioned dragons like to happily roar in situations that would frighten humans. This is Novel Illustration #4. If you're interested, I have a little scrapbook regarding the registration of the first novel, and the in-development Book Two. This is an Elftown wiki which may be viewed from outside the e-community. Unfortunately, you have to be on Elftown proper to read and view the comments: 'Telkar Chronicles' Scrapbook

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