Next Commission: Finish!! 

Euron Crow's Eye

Another random sketch on infinite design. I may be developing an addiction to it.

(VERY quick sketch on samsung notes done during class. )

Lord Tytos Blackwood . He appears in the books like... three times (?), but he is just awwsome. ( I should have at least tried to draw his cloak of raven feathers, but I was too lazy. Maybe when (if) I overpaint it in Painter I'll add it)

From the writings of Lady Chandra of Alagadda, on the events leading up to the Second War of the Masks.

The children of the Dream are no longer mortal, although at first they remain creatures of flesh, they have always been and always will be. Mortal and immortal, human and inhuman, those we call Dreamers live in a fragile balance, always on the run, always on the go, always hunted down, yet infinitely free. The first Dreamer I met was (and I hope still is) the Honorable Nian Zhen, Chief Archivist of the Library, my friend, benefactor and Master. The name by which he is best known outside the city , however, is the less flattering name of Mad Dreamer. In the Lands of Kouranes, and among the Dreamers who roam the Darklin Plain, they call him the Lost, the Fool, the Forsaken, the Prisoner, yet he is one of the greatest of his kind, having pushed himself to the limits of the Dream, to the Void beyond Being. His are the words with which I have described the Second Birth of the Dreamers, to him we owe all our little knowledge of this elusive species. Only after her disappearance, by sheer coincidence, did I meet the Dreamer. Arual was her name. It was the day of the 3345 Carnival of the Red Lord and the City throbbed at a frenzied rhythm under a scarlet sky, lost in ecstasy. The last time I saw her, the city was burning and destruction was following in her footsteps. Much of what happened after that day was because of her, yet while I hate the consequences of her actions, as I hate what they led me to do, I can't hate her, because I know she had no choice. Or perhaps, if she had, every other decision would have led to unacceptable consequences. For my part, I acted in good conscience, with honor and diligence, always pursuing the interests of the City.

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Dagli scritti di Lady Chandra di Alagadda, sugli eventi che portarono alla seconda Guerra delle Maschere.

[I sognatori] Non più mortali i figli del Sogno, pur restando in un primo momento creature di carne, sono sempre stati e saranno sempre. Mortali e immortali, umani e inumani, coloro che chiamiamo Sognatori vivono in un fragile equilibrio, sempre in fuga, sempre in viaggio, sempre braccati, eppure infinitamente liberi.

Il primo Sognatore che abbia incontrato era ( e spero che sia ancora) l'Onorevole Nian Zhen, Capo Archivista della Biblioteca, mio amico, benefattore e Maestro. Il nome con cui però è più conosciuto fuori dai confini della Città è quello, meno lusinghiero, di Sognatore Folle. Nelle Terre di Kouranes, e tra i Sognatori che vagano nella Piana Oscura, lo chiamano il Perduto, il Matto, l'Abbandonato, il Prigioniero, eppure è uno dei più grandi della sua specie, essendosi spinto fino ai limiti del Sogno, fino al Vuoto oltre l'Essere. Sue sono le parole con cui ho descritto la Seconda Nascita dei Sognatori, a lui dobbiamo tutta la nostra scarsa conoscenza di questo specie così elusiva.

Solo dopo la sua scomparsa, per pura coincidenza, ho incontrato la Sognatrice. 

Arual era il suo nome. 

Era il giorno del 3345 Carnevale del Signore Rosso e la Città pulsava a un ritmo forsennato sotto un cielo scarlatto, persa nell'estasi. 

L'ultima volta che l'ho vista la città stava bruciando e la distruzione seguiva le sue orme.

Buona parte di quello che è successo dopo quel giorno è stato per causa sua, eppure nonostante detesti le conseguenze delle sue azioni, come detesto quello che mi hanno portato a fare, non posso odiarla, perché sono consapevole che non aveva scelta. O forse, se l'aveva, ogni altra decisione avrebbe portato a conseguenze inaccettabili. 

Per parte mia ho agito in buona coscienza, con onore e diligenza, sempre portando avanti gli interessi della Città.

Arual the Dreamer leaves Alagadda as she begins the Metamorphosis of her Third Birth.

@s4dr4cc00n this Is the screenshot, I apologize for the delay🙃

One of the most unhinged couples in rock history.

JohnandYoko from a screenshot of "Get back" where they looked VERY cryptid-like.

i don’t know who this woman is. but these two nameless photos of that i think are both of her have shown up in two separate threads of photos of lesbians, a month apart. and i picked them out to attach to without even realizing it was the same woman at first. and i am hopelessly attached to her

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edit — her name is asia. both photos were taken by chloe sherman in san francisco, in 1996. [x] [x]

A recent cartoon for New Scientist

Art by J.R.R. Tolkien

"How many eyes does Lord Bloodraven have? A thousand eyes, and one" Brynden Rivers, Lord Bloodraven, warrior, sorcerer, spymaster, Hand of the King and greenseer. My favorite amongst the Great Bastards ( though Shiera Seastar is a close second).

Still learning to use Krita, still very confused.

Quick sketch of a VERY young, very scared and still quite human Mad Dreamer.

This one always lives rent free in my head. It also pops up in the weirdest moments. Like when I start singing it while doing the dishes. My flatmates don't always approve.

I always loved this Far Side