#the fic balances melancholy with light festival shenanigans btw. a carefully mixed emotional cocktail that ends on the upswing

[ariadne-mouse]

A seasonal offering for you: a scene from my old fic Only Lovers See The Fall, in which Caleb and Essek contemplate endings and beginnings at a Harvest Close festival in Zadash. The right kind of autumn red looks just like the Vermaloc of Rosohna and the home Essek has left behind.

My strength as an artist is in nature subjects and simplified, gestural comics, so it was fun to stretch myself a bit by attempting a full scene with people and buildings. Happy Autumn! 🍁🍂🌻