Please let me introduce to you my 'riestess of the Forest Temple'. Willowfeather is one of five priestesses who are integral characters in a series - The Last Goddess Trilogy - that I am writing. Unfortunately, I cannot tell you more than that Willowfeather resides in a place called 'The Remnant', because she is part of the second book not the first. If I revealed her secrets I would have to kill you all.
Media: Watercolour, Gouache, Coloured Pencil, and Ink Size: 12"x17" Model:The Beautiful Elandria Prints available at [link]
KAKOI! this is an amazing peice of work! Congrats!!
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"I can't deal with this. I need to escape. Feelings merged with my experiance. Anger twisted like vines; choking. Life slipping from me. Who would call this living? When I feel dead."
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"I can't deal with this.
I need to escape.
Feelings merged with my experiance.
Anger twisted like vines; choking.
Life slipping from me.
Who would call this living?
When I feel dead."
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She is the earth beneath my feet;
Breath of the divine.
She is the Mother of creation;
The fire that lights my soul.
She is me.
Dreams of Gaia
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Mon blog : [link]
MY PRINTS!!!! [link]
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She is the earth beneath my feet;
Breath of the divine.
She is the Mother of creation;
The fire that lights my soul.
She is me.
Dreams of Gaia
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She is the earth beneath my feet;
Breath of the divine.
She is the Mother of creation;
The fire that lights my soul.
She is me.
Dreams of Gaia
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She is the earth beneath my feet;
Breath of the divine.
She is the Mother of creation;
The fire that lights my soul.
She is me.
Dreams of Gaia
A lovely painting style here too
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