Decided to put the last 4 pages up together, as you all know how the images progress by now :D
"Too late for flight, she stands her ground.
Still smiling as she turns around.
Quick as a flash her hordes descend.
The Queen their duty to defend.
With passion drawn from darkest soul
He battles to her side...
And with the raising of her hand
The legions now subside.
United now in passion's rage
They feed upon their lust.
Full knowing when the sun comes up,
They both return to dust."
I "doodled a carved heart on the opening pages, so I wanted to do something similar on the closing page.
D and N...daemon and nymph :D
Don't you love the way that crow just appeared?
Hope you've enjoyed my little exercise ...the poem would probably have been longer, but I ran out of pages. Verse per page next time I think.
The middle page I am linking to Ayala Art's June Guys challenge :D XXX