“When I sleep,” she murmured, “I can hear your heart beating through the stone.” She angled her head, as if the city view held some answer. “Can you hear mine?
I wanted to capture the softness, the ache, and the possibility between these two — the bond that hums quietly beneath the surface. Lucien and Elain may not have had their moment (yet), but in this world, they do.
💕 Let me know if you’re team Elucien, Elriel or just rooting for Elain to choose herself.
✨ Updated art + updated handle! You can now find me at @skelchersketches 💫
🎨 Composition Credit: Joe Madureira













