2 – The Animus
The stones there had once been a part of something great- the ring itself was enormous, more like tectonic plates than mere stones. And the “when” of it wasn’t even worth questioning- not when the stones were there before the first human eyes to fall on them. Even the Fae grew silent at the mention of the Old Ring.
Whatever they were, they must have liked being what they once were. Some of the stones were proud to just stand and remember their past. Some of the stones were content to sink into the earth, to forget and be forgotten.
But anyone, be they merchant, farmer or wanderer, approaching the Old Ring would have to contend with the Animus- the stones that remembered to guard.
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Hello, everyone. My name is Gregory Gibbons, and I've been drawing for a long, long time. Check out my website to see some of my gallery stuff, and my little flash games, too.Subscribe
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Sweet job! A story in a picture.
Thanks, man. I’m gonna try to work out a little tale to each pic as they crop up… or a pic to each story as I think them up… you know how it goes!
This is amazing! Great job on the tone color.
Thanks very much. I wasn’t sure about this contrast when I came to it, but I’m getting a bit bolder now…
Solid work. Not only is the art beautiful, but the haunting narrative really elevates the whole piece.
Thanks, Octrapenny. Might pursue this one with a follow up piece about the Old Ring later this month- it’s a simple but roomy concept!
Yeah, good on setting the atmosphere, the use of the backlight, etc.
Thanks, DougCurtis!