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Was she asleep?
Far from it, her eyes opening wide at the stealthy approach of the three foreigners, her lips curling into a gentle smile, warm and serene, but also mysterious and distant. She was an astonishing figure wrapped in a gown of purest gossamer, and her alien skull formed an arching dome that added a solid foot to her already staggering height, an intimidating four meters, offset somewhat by her slender, almost waiflike figure and remaining seated but that only made her eye level with the three youths who gazed at her in abject awe and wonder.
"Peace be upon you," she intoned, raising her right hand, if hand it was, sporting three digits, two fingers with four joints and an opposing grasping thumb with just as many more. Fluid and languid best described her, almost ethereal, the wispy fabric floating about her adding to her altogether otherworldly, yet majestic, demeanor. Her wondrous eyes, set so far apart they touched the sides of her head, darted from one youth to the other, studying them, taking them in, understanding them in ways they themselves probably could not fathom. "You have journeyed far and the fact you have made it here through so much trial and tribulation is a testament to your prowess in battle."
They shuffled nervously, glancing at each other awkwardly, before realizing perhaps they should kneel in reverence, but she bid them rise. "Come," she said, her voice marked by tenderness they had rarely experienced in all their lives, and she arose, towering over them, no, soaring over them in all her markedly mesmerizing beauty, a giantess, but as slender a reed and draped in those billowing gossamer threads so ghostly in form, a vision to behold. "You will rest, and refresh, and renew your strength, for we have much to discuss." And with a gesture, she led them from her vaulted throne room to the antechambers beyond.

Author of the text: TimelessHalls

Description
You can interpret all my arts however you like and feel.

You can write me about commissions (illustrations for book, YouTube, tattoo scetches, etc)

You can support me on: TeePublic | Pinterest | InPrint

Was she asleep?
Far from it, her eyes opening wide at the stealthy approach of the three foreigners, her lips curling into a gentle smile, warm and serene, but also mysterious and distant. She was an astonishing figure wrapped in a gown of purest gossamer, and her alien skull formed an arching dome that added a solid foot to her already staggering height, an intimidating four meters, offset somewhat by her slender, almost waiflike figure and remaining seated but that only made her eye level with the three youths who gazed at her in abject awe and wonder.
"Peace be upon you," she intoned, raising her right hand, if hand it was, sporting three digits, two fingers with four joints and an opposing grasping thumb with just as many more. Fluid and languid best described her, almost ethereal, the wispy fabric floating about her adding to her altogether otherworldly, yet majestic, demeanor. Her wondrous eyes, set so far apart they touched the sides of her head, darted from one youth to the other, studying them, taking them in, understanding them in ways they themselves probably could not fathom. "You have journeyed far and the fact you have made it here through so much trial and tribulation is a testament to your prowess in battle."
They shuffled nervously, glancing at each other awkwardly, before realizing perhaps they should kneel in reverence, but she bid them rise. "Come," she said, her voice marked by tenderness they had rarely experienced in all their lives, and she arose, towering over them, no, soaring over them in all her markedly mesmerizing beauty, a giantess, but as slender a reed and draped in those billowing gossamer threads so ghostly in form, a vision to behold. "You will rest, and refresh, and renew your strength, for we have much to discuss." And with a gesture, she led them from her vaulted throne room to the antechambers beyond.

Author of the text: TimelessHalls