Jeanne d’Arc as ladybug based on Thomas Astruc’s design 🙂
Started as another painting practice but it was so much fun I went a bit overboard.
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It begins in a garden.
It’s beautiful, she’s been told. A place where trees grow up and out in logarithmic spirals, ringed by leaves that remain forever green. Crowned with clusters of fruit, sweet and succulent and rich, from which all taste thereafter is only but an echo of. Nestled with seeds slumbering in the fertile ground, of which galaxies, planets, suns, worlds will grow from. Populated with flowers who unfurl their hands to open up their hearts, revealing sleeping stars resting in their nurseries.
It is the garden of creation, the garden everlasting.
When a sword is placed onto Uriel’s hands, when she is stationed to guard the closed and locked gate, she knows she will never see it.
Good luck, sister, Michael murmurs as he kisses her brow. Uriel watches him march back to war, his wings heavy with grief and stained with the blood of their brothers.
It’s not right, she wants to say, for Michael has only ever known how to love.
But it’s not her place, so Uriel says nothing at all.
Just read it. Doesn’t matter what fandom you are from. Elegant beautiful writing needs no fandom background. Read it.
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