#if you by some strange happening have not seen qosic's art you should check them out bc honestly their depictions

[luxexhomines]

A fantastical yet lonely sight. Inspired by/a description of @qosic ‘s magical rendition of Rantaro’s adventures, christened Avocado Adventures. 

Rantaro gazed out at the landscape unfolding before his eyes, perched on a slab of rock in the mountains, clutching a cup of tea from his canteen.

Before him was a valley, and across him was a clear, trickling stream whose path was subject to the curves and ridges of the mountain that joined the river stretched out lazily in the ravine. Deep, flourishing green grass grew on the mountain’s rich earth like a second skin, and the mist hung low over the water, although rising and evaporating constantly, filling the spacious canyon with dampness and quality of wonder.

The image of pure water in both liquid and fog states combined with prolific, glorious sunlight made for colorful stretches of beams across the wild terrain, radiant and luxurious shades of vermilion, apricot, saffron, viridian, teal, navy, indigo, and violet. Trees wound their bodies of dark umber toward the magical glen, arching their branches of viridescent leaves outward.

A flock of white birds flew through the dale, giving their mellifluous voices to the echoing space, harmonizing with the steady run of the water.

He allowed himself a sigh as he brought the tea to his lips once more, sipping quietly.

Oh, how he wished she was here to see this with him.