Acrylic on canvas, 18x24 inches.
An new-old-new piece.
Tanillairene. The sister of Saestralle, and of Es.
I've worked on this for many months - on and off. Changed everything several times (the paint is quite thick in some areas). Now, I'm at the point where I no longer have any desire to work on it. In the past I would have destroyed it, but I'm trying to break myself of this habit...
So, it exists unfinished
I'm beginning to think that the silly girl prefers it that way... and I'm in no position to argue with a demigod "The last tree of Devon burns in our hands, and it's smoke ascends on high, as do our prayers to the ice and to the twilight..."
Thanks for looking