It's colder than before
The seasons took all they had come for
Now winter dances here
It seems so fitting don't you think
To dress the ground in white and grey?
It's so quiet I can hear…
My thoughts touching every second
That I spent waiting for you
Circumstances afford me
No second chance to tell you
How much I've missed you
My beloved do you know
When the warm wind comes again
Another year will start to pass
And please don't ask me why I'm here
Something deeper brought me
Than a need to remember
Grant me wings that I might fly
My restless soul is longing
No pain remains, no feeling
Partial lyrics from "Beloved" by VNV Nation.
A "speedpaint" (I use the term loosely because this actually took me three days and there's some pencil in it) of Morgan and Nimri, in a moment that may never happen. It's the dead of winter and she is out of his reach, now, secluded away in heavily-guarded quarters. He was forced to return her to her people when she was poisoned in a brutal attack, and though she will recover in time, both her physical strength and her power as queen, he may have lost her forever.
You can learn more about Morgan and "The Wars of Avenan"
storyline here: [link]
Morgan ©me; Nimri copyright ~ElvenSoul06[link]