"Waiting...." by Celeste Gray

He may have black wings but he's not a fallen angel. This was just a quick sketch thinger and I scanned it like this sorta half finished because I just didn't want to add color to the water that's....hardly even there yet. But I'll eventually finish it.....when i feel like it. ^_^

He silently glided down and descended upon a boulder set neatly into an upraised sandbar. He stared out over the moonlit waters of the ocean as a cool breeze swept over the gently rolling waves. The ocean had always calmed him, washed away all thought, leaving only a peaceful celestial existence that even he did not understand. But always he waited. He did not know what for, or why, but he did....waited. Always waiting....