In the cool of the afternoon, she wafted through the leafy forest halls, carefree. Ravenflight; the wind. And it was there, she would find Brd. The quiet stag.
The feathered does voice echoed through to him. She would speak without words.
Humming a tune so pleasant that only he would hear, she weaved around him a few times, stirring the leaves on the ground and canopy. "Stay strong child. You'll get there...."
And in a quiet moment,
the feathered does spirit was gone again.
Merry Christmas, eyestrain.
The song is very special to me. it reminded me of a time when Ravenflight was at peace with the world.
I hope you can feel it too.
(You may also know me as "Arrowcrest", the forest monk C: )
Reason behind this piece is lacking, but I've wanted to draw this image for a while.
Vee to the left, Vir to the right.
Unlike Vee, Virgil's a wild animal, shouldn't be harnessed and controlled.
Drawn in Open Canvas with Misako.
For a while the wind was still, at least; it lacked that certain tone. That certain voice. The voice that was Ravenflight's. Something deep stirred in her. A calmer spirit. A warm breeze to combat the cold.
And one by one, she called the deer of the forest. To guide them. To help them.
"Iaurdagnire, I have heard and seen what has befallen you many times. We shared those little moments. I do remember that dandelion, those fleeting glances. I saw something special in it, Dag. I have seen what has happened. The summer brother. And my heart grows heavy. I only wish we could have had a chance to speak.
Ravenflight offers her help, for she sense a battle coming? A greater struggle, greater than the season spirits?
I will weave beside you, help you fight. Iaurdagnire. The wind will be here to help you in your final struggle."
The doe would call to other deer. But who they were was not certain.
