Solas
“Throbbing… A faint throbbing. My blood should have been frozen…”
I wanted to paint something to highlight the complexities of Guts’ and Griffith’s relationship post-eclipse. The hill of swords scene is really just one facet of it, but the pounding heart and forgotten rage speak volumes. I also added a few closeups because painting all of the details took me quite awhile! I learned a lot and had a ton of fun doing it, though.
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the wilderness has three queens — one to be a butcher, who will unleash death. one to be a hunter, whose crown will weight heavy. and one to be a prophet whose ideas will change history.
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