Before the dawn he returns to his mist shrouded home...
Slow mine feet are,
Frozen their veins.
Still closing helplessly afar,
Waking the creatures within.
I am a lonely traveller,
Awaiting to sleep eternally.
Under those cold woods,
As my fall brings them
lyrics from 'In The Mist' by Shape of Despair
I've been attempting to overcome an art block, and after browsing the wonderful gallery of *ro-stock
, the idea came for a misty dawn image. It's a little different from my usual style but I am happy with the way it turned out.
misty trees: *ro-stock
wolf & figure partly my own work and other sources