   | He turned toward her, a look of trouble and worry worn upon his face. A small moment passed, then he spoke, 'Tarkin is in need of aid. He needs your help. I am in pursuit, I must keep at Sebaithen's heels. There is also Xariax that I must tend to, he is sickly, a condition that only I know of. 'Tarkin is confused, lost, he does not understand what is happening around him. He is hurt mentaly, emotionaly, and soon phisicly. Please, leave to him.' Dawn glanced up at Kasasm, her eyes filled with concern. She then glanced over toward a small bunch of trees where Xariax laid. He was restless, tossing and turning about, moaning in agony. She was in deep thought. Soon, she turned her face of fear back to Kasasm. 'I will go seek Tarkin. In return, all I ask of you, is for you to have a safe journy.' Kasasm was next to speak, ' Tarkin traveled far to the North. He beared through storms and hunger, alone. Now, he wanders through a cave in seach of an answer, an answer that may cost him his life.' With that they shared a kiss, a kiss of promise, love, and protection. They would now hold each other, although not near. And so, she left. Dawn turned from Kasasm, a tear escaped, and ran down her cheek. She spread her wings and took flight through the cold sky. This is my first good kissing picture and only my second ever. The last one I drew was in the 6th grade. I tried to color it on the computer, but I have had no luck. But I did fade the edges a little bit. I will color it with water colors or colored pencils. Above is a small part of a book I am currently working on. A working title is Blood Black, but in the end it may be too depressing to fit the story. This picture isn't bad for a 14 year old, I think. I tried to make this look tender, but it still looks a bit flat. I am trying to get better at proportions and having more than one person enteracting with each other. I would love to hear your advice on this picture. Thank you for reading such a long note on this picture.
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