The heavens stood silent, yet still I gave.
For beauty asks no witness to exist, and longing itself is a form of love.
--- Digital painting and 3D Art render done in Zbrush, blender, Photoshop and paintstorm studio

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The heavens stood silent, yet still I gave.
For beauty asks no witness to exist, and longing itself is a form of love.
--- Digital painting and 3D Art render done in Zbrush, blender, Photoshop and paintstorm studio
“Remember, Night-Lord: the wood that cradled your first breath is the same wood waiting to coffin your last. The eclipse the turning door—will dawn pass through as the gate you open, or seal behind you as the grave you close?”
Rhaenor is a pivotal character in my world-building project and one of the protagonists of “Manadh,” a self-contained story nested within the overarching epic 4souls that I run as a role-playing campaign for my friends. He is a Vitnir (the singular form of Vitnar, the werewolves of this setting) whose name means 'Lord of the Night'. Alongside his littermates, Aythro and Rhyskar, Rhaenor is bound to a prophecy first spoken when the three pups were discovered by the Valrlkar pack.
3D render + digital painting
The old prophecy, in trembling breath, foretold A savage wolf whose jaws devour the light. We sneered at runes, dismissing warnings cold; Now shadows spread to blanket all in night.
Dark voices gather, like a prayer to absent gods, In dread, we witness the slow dying of the light. No mortal blade can break these ancient cosmic odds; As Sköll prowls, devouring day to darkest night.
Yet precious hours should not be drenched in fear; Embrace each breath before the final flame. Too soon the sun is lost—the end is near— And none may claim they never heard its name.
-- 3D Render + digital painting
Let spooky season begin
When every step Takes you a thousand miles away Everything you've ever had And leave behind You'll find the edge Beyond the break of day The one's you love The pillows in your bed
There you go
"Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower"
There's a black dog waiting on the road ahead
"But the falling leaves just keep on coming back again / Like everything that's ever been."
But blinded are those who walk towards the light Blessed are we who dwell in the night You keep on looking for answers But don't like the ones I can give Dig your grave deeper and deeper Until you're at the point and can't reach the edge Come face the light of my guidance, you say But frightened of those who walk towards the light Blessed are we, who dwell in the night Hold the scepter Burn the eyes of your god This is my wolf pack You are my prey ~ shade empire - anti-life savior Featuring Karth - one of my "Mondsänger" characters Sculpted in ZBrush, groomed and rendered in Blender, finished in Photoshop and Lightroom
For the animal's soul is mine...