Yall. I have three out of 5 dragons done from “The Inheritance Series”
I think it’s turning out so good so far!?? I’ve never worked on anything so big before and I’m low key like super intimidated. 😂😂
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Arya.
This honestly started as a sketch, but now it’s part of a bigger Dust cover I’m working on for my Inheritance Collection.
Really surprised I finished a drawing actually. It’s been rough lately.
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So now that TOG is somewhat over... I’m shifting the blog slightly toward the Inheritance Series/ the next book by CP.
So my blog will most likely be a mix of fan arts. But my attention is more focusing on Eragon right now.
Anyway, shifting on. Everyone pull out your dusty book, let’s get some theories rolling.
CAN SOMEONE DISCUSS WITH ME WHAT DRAGON IS ON THE COVER??
Like it’s not Shrukian, because he has ice blue eyes. And I’m almost positive what that dragon is wrapped around Looks like Helgrind.
And no way can that be like... future years of Alegasia. Or the present, because someone would have known this huge ass dragon was chilling on a rock.
Maybe Murtagh encounters it on his travels? Or Maybe a wild dragon that Eragon encounters on his journey to the new home of the dragon riders???
I NEED ANSWERS.
Someone brainstorm with me. 😂
YOU GUYS! Im like falling out of my chair in excitement! Also, new publication Countries included the UK for the book! Also our tags will be reffered too: FWW, so we arent typing out the whole thing. lol
ALSO, DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IVE WAITED FOR THIS. 5 YEARS. LIKE, ITS ABOUT TIME.
Laid out before them, Eragon saw the whole of the storm, extending for what must have been a hundred miles in every direction. The clouds both near and far were milky and seemed almost luminous, as if lit from within. They looked beautiful and benign- placid, unchanging formations that betrayed nothing of the violence inside.
Then he noticed the sky, and he gasped, for it contained more stars that he had thought existed.Red, Blue, white, gold, they lay strewn upon the firmament like handfuls of sparkling dust. The constellations he was familiar with were still present but now set among thousands of fainter stars, which he beheld for the very first time. Whenever he looked at the sky before, there had been a haze over his eyes that had kept him from seeing the true glory of the stars.
Did I ever mention how much I love to draw clouds?? Like, they are so fluffy and wispy, and you can draw them in so many different ways, and clouds are just... Urg, I love clouds. So a quick a dirty matte painting. (Nobody has time to draw all these stars), but we all have time to draw constellations.
