Friends and Tribesfolk! Bright Blessings all for Sacred Time! Let us quest together, that one day the sun will return. Let us remake the cosmos. Let us celebrate friendship with love and beer and loud singing. Let us make peace between the tribes, and in our hearts. Let us walk in joy, together.
A young Vingan warrior stands before her clan hall, somewhere in Northern Sartar. The white deer on her shield marks clan identity. The rune is a Vinga variant gifted in questing, interpreted as the point of Vinga’s javelin, propelled over vast distance by the Wind.
This is a modelling project in DAZ Studio and Photoshop. The blue-grey/red-brown colour scheme acknowledges Vinga’s parentage, daughter of both Earth and Storm.
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Darlinghurst – Razorhurst! – Sydney, July 1926.
Where the Black Marias clatter
And peculiar ladies nod,
And the flats are rather flatter
And the lodgers rather odd.
Where the night is full of dangers
And the darkness full of fear,
And eleven hundred strangers
Live on aspirin and beer.
Work in progress. DAZ Studio and Photoshop.
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