Here's my entry for @MagiKitty_'s DMC! Space bar for next slide, click to zoom. Check out my other account, @-ASKforART-, for more art. I did Elara and the Mushroom Guardian! It was really fun to do so I don't really care if I win or anything. Hope @MagiKitty_ likes this! I really love the music, it's so magical and mysterious, and that's what I was going for while creating the art, so I think the music makes the art look the slightest bit more magical and mysterious. It just makes you want to know the story behind this, the real story behind Elara.
Made with Adobe Photoshop and a drawing tablet. Music from https://www.fesliyanstudios.com/ Design by @MagiKitty_ I've improved LOTS since I drew this, so yeah. There is literally NOTHING down there Nothing!!! Well, maybe a little something.... Like a piece of garbage Yes, that's what's down there. Garbage So scroll back up. because garbage is useless DON'T scroll down any more!!!!!!! I'm warning you! There's garbage down there! Looks like you've found my garbage: Night has always felt so magical to me. I don't like day. It's so active, and night's so peaceful A source of light is hard to notice in the day, but at night, it is the most beautiful thing. It is the same with me. I hide inside myself all day, but come out at night. I go outside and hide from those blinding electric lights. I spend the night alone. In darkness. That's what I like to do best. Everyone's asleep at night, I can relax. My eyes can rest from the blinding sun light. How I hate the sun. People say it brings warmth and light. But to me it's like standing next to a huge, raging, angry fire. The heat and the light of the sun is far to intense for me. I don't know why it is like this. It just is. And I can't change it. There! you've seen the Garbage! Go away! fin. FINISHED!!!! Okay, Elara is 'Queen of the Night' That was just a dumb thought of mine. I know I'm going to win 2nd place for the Mushroom Guardian. Unless another someone who is a better artist than I am enters for the Mushroom Guardian too.
