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A friend and I made a writing/painting collaboration, where I would draw a dragon and he would write a piece about it. Still kinda conceptual, I am very happy on how everything turned out. Here is the text, written by a young and very talented writer, jesper6.deviantart.com/

"It was in my seventh year below the sea that I beheld the beast Leviathan. The darkness that had nigh on been my entire world was broken slowly at first: a dull glow in the distance, so slight that I at first doubted my eyes; perhaps it was a reflection from one of the bathysphere's instruments on the glass. Yet the light grew in both size and intensity as I neared it or it neared me. I had of course seen aquatic creatures possessing differing manners of bioluminescence before, but even from such a distance that I was, the scale of this beast was unmistakable.

What I had caught sight of was its eye, gleaming like fiery gold amidst the abyssal pitch of the deep ocean, and the closer I came to it, the greater everything around it was illuminated. Despite its size, which I now perceived to be immense - absolutely monolithic even - it had quite a slender form, so its four webbed feet were able to propel through the water like the most graceful of frigates. Like a ship as well, along its dorsal region ran three translucent, fin-like membranes resembling sails. Fortunately the great beast didn't notice me, so I was afforded a lengthy opportunity to take in its magnificent form which now began to grow in luminosity, its undercarriage blossoming into spectacular lambency to the point where I thought I would be blinded if I didn't avert my eyes. Truly I have never seen such vibrant colors in nature as those to which I now bore witness. Deep, royal blues of sapphire and beryl alternated in bands up its neck while its chest was dotted with innumerable bits of scintillation, glimmering like diamonds amidst a scaled tapestry of orange. All tapered back to blue along its tail which swung, slithering like a serpent, ending at a tail fin that created mighty vortexes in its wake.

There are many who believe the ancient dragons of the Mythic Age have been dead for thousands of years and rightly so, for such behemoths must shake the very fabric of creation as they walk. Leviathan would hardly be any different were it to emerge from the deep and make landfall, but the elegance I viewed, along with the vastness and mystery which are characteristic of the ocean, have surely kept its presence a secret.

I call it Leviathan, as I know not of any beast of the sea so grand, and I pray I am correct in my judgement, for terror wells in my heart at the thought of anything larger which may hide in those unfathomable, Stygian depths."

- by Jonathan Glasman

Description
A friend and I made a writing/painting collaboration, where I would draw a dragon and he would write a piece about it. Still kinda conceptual, I am very happy on how everything turned out. Here is the text, written by a young and very talented writer, jesper6.deviantart.com/

"It was in my seventh year below the sea that I beheld the beast Leviathan. The darkness that had nigh on been my entire world was broken slowly at first: a dull glow in the distance, so slight that I at first doubted my eyes; perhaps it was a reflection from one of the bathysphere's instruments on the glass. Yet the light grew in both size and intensity as I neared it or it neared me. I had of course seen aquatic creatures possessing differing manners of bioluminescence before, but even from such a distance that I was, the scale of this beast was unmistakable.

What I had caught sight of was its eye, gleaming like fiery gold amidst the abyssal pitch of the deep ocean, and the closer I came to it, the greater everything around it was illuminated. Despite its size, which I now perceived to be immense - absolutely monolithic even - it had quite a slender form, so its four webbed feet were able to propel through the water like the most graceful of frigates. Like a ship as well, along its dorsal region ran three translucent, fin-like membranes resembling sails. Fortunately the great beast didn't notice me, so I was afforded a lengthy opportunity to take in its magnificent form which now began to grow in luminosity, its undercarriage blossoming into spectacular lambency to the point where I thought I would be blinded if I didn't avert my eyes. Truly I have never seen such vibrant colors in nature as those to which I now bore witness. Deep, royal blues of sapphire and beryl alternated in bands up its neck while its chest was dotted with innumerable bits of scintillation, glimmering like diamonds amidst a scaled tapestry of orange. All tapered back to blue along its tail which swung, slithering like a serpent, ending at a tail fin that created mighty vortexes in its wake.

There are many who believe the ancient dragons of the Mythic Age have been dead for thousands of years and rightly so, for such behemoths must shake the very fabric of creation as they walk. Leviathan would hardly be any different were it to emerge from the deep and make landfall, but the elegance I viewed, along with the vastness and mystery which are characteristic of the ocean, have surely kept its presence a secret.

I call it Leviathan, as I know not of any beast of the sea so grand, and I pray I am correct in my judgement, for terror wells in my heart at the thought of anything larger which may hide in those unfathomable, Stygian depths."

- by Jonathan Glasman