As you know, I tried to draw Rhysand’s mother few times, but every time it ended in trash bin. This time, however- I hope I did her justice, this lady who loved to fly and loved her Illyrian heritage.
A recent commission for my lovely and talented writer friend @rhysanoodle of Elain and Azriel’s first starfall, I enjoyed doing this so much! Also pls check out her fic’s particularly Perfectly Aligned its my fav current read right now! here ❤
A reminder that I am now selling prints (not of this but of my other recent art) on my Redbubble store, pls follow and fav if you can! ❤
Man does not live by bread alone, Until God says he must – Until the tyrant on the throne Claims mercy is not just And all his gaudy angels haste To hymn his every word While mortals such as me must sate Their taste for the absurd,
And every life is but a pawn Maneuvered in king’s games, Made to duel one by one ‘Til every death’s the same; ‘Til nothing more than life is craved Yet all fear to be alive: The odds will favor the depraved When all hunger to survive.
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