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'Blue slept fitfully. Every time she awoke, she could see Sixcrow crouched by the fire, her tattered wings spread out toward the warmth. The old dragon was turning a smooth rock over in her talons, painting lines and swirls and runes.'
I did this pretty quickly, just trying to capture the forms and shapes and light, and not focusing on details, but the piece as a whole. I'm very pleased with the result!
