Faolán turned a puzzled face towards his mentor, "What do you mean, 'It's not always like that.'?"
Odhrán stifled a chuckle and then murmured, "There are stars within you, within me, and within everyone else, Faolán. Just listen.." He spat a puff of air to the strong and tiny flame of the candle, extinguishing it. The scent of the smoke engulfed the chamber in the cave, drawing Faolán's mind to the still moment and the sound of Odhrán's voice softly chanting a hymn.
-Here's a mellow piece. It was fun making and writing this. I got to do digital art more often nowadays.
The Secret of Kells (c) Tomm Moore
Monday, December 17, 2018
Friday, December 14, 2018
Small Collection, I Guess
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Siorus: "You're not making any sense!" Llewelyn: *chuckles* "You don't make sense either." |
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The result of experimenting with different techniques with my brush pens and I'm quite happy with it :D. |
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Finally got to designing Caron as an adult. He's Siorus's grandfather and a druid. He's the complete opposite to Siorus, being a jolly and social fellow while Siorus is a cynic and rather grumpy. |
The Secret of Kells (c) Tomm Moore
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