"I remember you from a dream I thought was truth
You bright with magic and I blinded by my youth
All is wish is for your hand to hold, you see
Only your smile kills the dark in me
With these hands I try to hold what I cannot seize
I'm like a rose thrown into a violent breeze
All my strength blown away
With my heart I will stay
Praying for light
Guiding my wish with all my might"
While working on this illustration, we listened on loop to the majestic "Magia", in the AmaLee version.
A father and a son, fighting with all their might. Looks like this one is not a friendly challenge... what is happening? (You can read the epic story of this battle here!)
Commission for our patron DarkEros, drawn with ballpoint pen and colored in digital.