TheSeventhStorm [2015-05-06 03:44:05 +0000 UTC]
Β Healthy amounts of gray and black, a fair splash of purple, and a dash of cream highlights. An aesthetically rich and pleasing color palette, if you ask me. Gorgeous, so gorgeous.
The textures you applied, the crisp, linear edges of the feathers, and the overall roughness/hardness of the subject, are the defining traits of this creation. You executed them, and thus this drawing, masterfully. If I were a bird, I'd pluck a feather and offer it to you.
Without further ado, I will grace this comment box with a poem.
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Falling, diving, plummeting fast, a living comet streaking past. Pure evil races in my wake, the souls of mortals it hungers to take.
Slivers of wind ruffle every feather, I must escape the cloud altogether.
Tangled are my feet, panicked is my soul, the rumbling smoke wishes to devour me whole.
Overwhelming is the raw power of hate, but I will not resign myself to such a dreadful fate.
I am thankful the night is fading, for the sun's kiss shall rescue me. My darkest shadows will burn away and forever I shall be free.
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