Accursed

Finally something new!

I'll get more of my photography up soon (I have a lot of new ones to show off that I'm sure you'll be sick of before I'm done). But yesterday I got the chance to get on the big computer (which is doing better, thank goodness) and play with GIMP. This is what came out.

This is Daere, or Alaith as some once knew her. This is a sort of simbolic picture of what Cedrin meets when he stumbles into her home for the first time. If you are interested in more, read the below short-story.

Noncolorized.

Stock:
Suicide-stock
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=Resurgere

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Cedrin rolled away from the claws scraping off his face. He jumped to his feet and sought to hide behind his horse for protection from another onslaught by the beast. A trail of continual apologizes flowed from his mouth as he tried to calm the creature.

"Get out!" it screamed at him. "GET OUT!"

He was all too grateful to comply, and jumped to his horse’s back. "I’m sorry," he tried again, even as he spurred his horse.

"Get out!" the voice, behind him now, shook with rage.

Thoroughly bewildered now, he looked over his shoulder. The creature was on its knees, its shoulders heaving as it carefully gathered the fallen petals from the rose he had taken; they were now broken and scattered across the courtyard. A wisp of wind blew back the beast’s tangle of hair for a moment, and Cedrin could almost see a woman in the tear-streaked face. Then his view was obscured by trees, as he was entering the forest. As he turned around on his horse to see where they went, a cry of anger and pain rose in the air behind him, sending shiver down his neck.

He kicked his horse into a gallop, hoping to escape what he had seen.