|Towards a year of Core membership|
There she went, on a vast desert of sand and low grass. Moving fast and lightfooted, she chased after the clouds. She moved so fast that you could only see a glimpse of her silver white coat. Her mane are whispering silently and her black hooves leave no footprints. In one flash, the sun shed his last light before dissapearing. The land stopped, and sea began, and like if she wanted to come with the clouds, she stood still on the cliffs edge and neighed loudly towards the sky and passing clouds. A flash and a loud thunder, the skies voice of telling her; I’ll see you later, darling.
Far away, in the far distance, invisible for the silver white mare, another being is turning his back towards this spectacle. He could’nt believe what he saw that day. His mind debating if this really was true, or some sort of dream. He sighed, better take the long walk back and report to the herd. Gonna be a long walk. He shook his mane, and his head he held low. He would be back before the first beams of light would wake up the morning scavengers.
Hello, This is Gothika.
I am a Digital Artist from the Netherlands, who also likes to manip from time to time. I have both Paint Shop pro x8 and Photoshop CC and I am painting with Artrage.
I will share my love for horses trough stock and pictures/layouts that I make for others!
My HP number = #212
Want to know more? Just message me.