“ Such roses are inside all of us blooming from within. But roses have thorns and when it’s obvious, people forget how beautiful they are.”
Don’t you trust in what you have seen, we live in the world with filters where we are forced to belong in either black or white. But there are other colours, and all are created equal. They are all beautiful.”
The Last Ignition
The Malazan Book of Fallen Illustration commission
Phaya Naga ( King Naga )
Through the Inferno
Dungeon and Dragons
King Minotaur Arkus
Original concept line art
The Voice of Sacred Spirits
The Magician The spell pierces deeper than a serpent’s tooth.
Her eyes have been blinded by the light, her heart was hardened by the gold.
The Empress who was burned as a witch. The echo of her anguished cries are still heard.”
May his majesty reign forever.
The shadow shaped the light.
The look in your eyes like the first day we met, and your last words I will never forget.
They said every red moon, the riderless chariot still charges. It engulfed in flames, disappearing into night.
I’m the only daughter. The one full of shame they called, the one who never run away.
She played the sound of requiem silently for the flowers that no longer bloom, for the ones who have passed.
The Wheel of Fortune
Witness your fate. Control it with your hands.
Justice does not turn away from those who are silenced.
The Hanged Man and The Epiphany
I used to dream of this image when I was young.
Finding the balance.
Set me free.
She paced up the wooden stairs Carried on lost love and nightmares The Tower of Memories It brought her only nowhere
Never let go of hope.
The Sun and The Moon
The gravity between us.
The Ten of Swords 🗡️
ace it, take them all till the end.
The reservoir of visions.
Through the gate when darkness falls The taste of fates, she will take it all
The soul of butterflies is unshattering.
Only you know who I am
The blind witch cultivates Wolfbanes for elixirs
The broken ink bottles
The potions she brew is made magic by her hard work
When you are out of mind, you are no different than me.
Your love brought me to life.
You might never know how much I care for you
There isn’t a word for everything.
It’s her pride that cuts herself deeper than a blade.