Fire Fairy - Egyptian Fire Fairy Assassin
In Ancient Egypt, ruled the Pharaohs - of King Tut, of Queen Bastet and Cleopatra. In Ancient Egypt, rose their Fire Gods - one Fire Phoenix, one Fire Tiger and Lava Serpent. Yet for their foes, of Empires Fall - Forged in Secret, did they make ... An Egyptian Fire Fairy Assassin, to slay their enemies - as they slept:
For King Tut had wrote ... That a Fire Fairy Assassin, would be skilled in the Art of Knife. He'd train her well, in Obsidian Knives - to cut his enemies, from throat to throat. For Queen Bastet had wrote ... That a Fire Fairy Assassin, would be skilled in the Art of Sneak. She'd train her well, in Paths of Cat - to creep in quite, from light to night. For Cleopatra had wrote ... That a Fire Fairy Assassin, would be skilled in the Art of Serpent. She'd train her well, in Paths of Venom - to pour in flirt, from mouth to heart. And so it was ... A Fire Fairy Assassin did they make, with traits of three! A Fire Fairy Assassin did they make, with wrath of three! A Fire Fairy Assassin did they make, with tempers three! But no Sarcophagus did they make, they chose instead - an Elemental Gate of Fire, to keep her in ... With Steps of Pharaoh, cast in Bronze. With Spears of Army, cast in Bronze. With Doors of Secret, cast in Bronze. They placed a Ward, one of each: Phoenix, Tiger, Serpent. They placed a Ward, one of each: Tut, Bastet and Cleopatra. And still - they fought her for control! In Wise of Three, they chose a Guardian - an Ancient Guardian, tweet thy Oldest of the Old: the Egyptian Owl :) For in Ancient Egypt, was it written ... Owls do walk, in Paths of Wisdom - they know Lore of Calm: the Paths of Fire. Owls do fly, in Paths of Darkness - they know Lore of Keep: the Hearts of Fire. Owls do rest, in Paths of Death - they know Lore of Guard: the Gates of Fire. And so it was ... For their Fire Fairy Assassin, would rest at ease - but grow in Power. For their Fire Fairy Assassin - would rest in peace, but grow in Fury. For their Fire Fairy Assassin - would stand and wait, but grow in Time. And so it was ... Until such time, that she be needed! Now such time ... For then did Ancient-Modern Egypt see - a Sight of Sights :) Egyptian Fire Gates, slowly open - hinging back, left and right. Egyptian Wards, slowly fade - red to black, God and Pharaoh. Egyptian Steps, slowly walked - bottom to top, Egyptian Portal! As after an eternity at rest, did their Egyptian Fire Fairy Assassin - awaken! She knew at once, which foes to slay. She knew at once, which paths to tread. She knew at once, which craft to use. For in Ancient Egypt, foes be plenty ... For King Tut, she slew a War Lord - Armoured Might, he knew no weakness. Her knives were quick, within his back. For Queen Bastet, she slew a Griffin - who answered not, to Queen of Cats. Her boots were stealth, within his liar. For Cleopatra, she slew a Scorpion - he who sunk, Thonis-Heracleion. Her poison was deadly, within his breath. For Pharaohs here, she slew of Warriors - impressive skill, in sword and axe. Her knives were quick, across their necks. For Pharaohs here, she slew of Princes - climbing up, threatened throne. Her boots were stealth, within their beds. For Fire Gods here, she slew of Deities - rising up, threatened worship. Her poison was deadly, within their fountains. And so it was ... For in Modern Egypt, foes be plenty ... For Pyramids here, she slew of Robbers - opening Tombs, threatened Fortune. Her knives were quick, across their chests. For Sphinxes here, she slew of Thieves - opening Heirlooms, threatened Bounty. Her boots were silent, across their floors. For Obelisks here, she slew of Raiders - deciphering Runes, threatened Underworld. Her poison was deadly, within their glasses. And so it was ... For this Fire Fairy Assassin walked within, the Paths of Samurai, and the Paths of Ninja. For this Fire Fairy Assassin walked within, the Paths of Woman, and the Paths of Deadly. For this Fire Fairy Assassin walked within, the Paths of Goddess, and the Paths of Immortal. For this Fire Fairy Assassin walked within, the Paths of Death, and the Paths of Life. As still she does today ... Locked within her Gates of Fire: Watchful Owl - Wards of Fire God, Wards of Pharaoh. Biding time - waiting stasis, waiting now! For an Egyptian - Day of Days :) When King Tut, of Queen Bastet and Cleopatra cry again - we need you!!! Arise!!!
17/10/2017 | Victorian Hawk | Web: Chris Snook Fantasy Art | About Egyptian Assassins
Gothic Girl - Lavender Moonlight Cemetery Goth
Does she dance through the Twilight of a Lavender Moon? Does she tease through the Moonlight of a Cemetery's Realm? Does she muse through the timeless of a Gothic's Renaissance? Does she flirt through the ageless of a Knowing Grave? Why yes she does! For she's - a Lavender's Moonlight Cemetery Goth:
When this Gothic Girl came out this Night ... She tinted her hair in Lavender red, donned Lavender skirt in ruffled of fold. She draped her Little-Black-Top, known Tightest Line upon her chest. She wrapped around her Cross of Cross, pulled Boot of Boot upon her legs. She'd wrote on her - Tattoo of bird, Tattoo of cross. She'd scribed on her - Tattoo of flower, Tattoo of web :) For this Gothic Girl, knew only too well, just what it is - this Path of Goth ... With Tomb for friend, and Autumn for bed. With Stone for Rune, and Rustle for breath. With Metal for Cross, and Silver for Jewel. With Soul for inch, and Curve for thigh. She'd wrote on her - Tattoo of root, Tattoo of branch. She'd scribed on her - Tattoo of vine, Tattoo of mine. This Gothic Path, this Gothic Way :) She'd crossed her legs upon thy ground, and sat upon this Gothic bed. She'd leaned her back against thy arm, and run her fingers through her hair. She'd arched her brows above her eyes, and pursed her mouth for subtle kiss. This Kiss of Goth she knew too well - for silver light of Moon in Night, did cast it's spells upon her form! In sensual looks of female kind, she spoke of Flower, she spoke of Night. In dreamy time of teenage look, she spoke of Thorn, she spoke of Petal. In knowing gaze of womanhood, she spoke of Seed, she spoke of Rebel :) For this Goth of Goths revelled in different ... Ssshhh!!! With Goth spelled Cemetery - she loved thy Tombstones and their Art. With Goth spelled Vampire - she loved thy Masters and their Coffins. With Goth spelled Pagan - she loved thy Nature and her Tattoos. With Goth spelled Kindergoth - she loved thy Young Ones and their Boots. With Goth spelled Punk - she loved thy Hairstyles and her Highlights. With Goth spelled Victorian - she loved Romancing and her Manners. With Goth spelled Christian - she loved thy Values and her Roots. With Goth spelled Wiccan - she loved thy Witchcraft and her Seasons. With Goth spelled Uber - she loved thy Statements and her Fashion :) Ssshhh!!! For she walked the Path - of a Lavender's Moonlight Cemetery Goth ... Her Midnight's Kiss was most aligned, with Lure of Heart, and Catch of Soul. Her Midnight's Hug was most aligned, with Brace of Rose, and Neck of Charm. Her Midnight's Love was most aligned, with Quite of Grave, and Warmth of Stone. Her Midnight's Power was most aligned, with Call of Goth, and Rise of Moon! For in Lavender's Light - Dancing Petal, Dancing Leaf. For in Lavender's Hue - shimmered Hair, shimmered Skirt. For in Cemetery's Light - Age of Stone, Age of Tomb. For in Cemetery's Hue - sparkled Grave, sparkled Rune. Ssshhh!!! Whose Grave is that? I do not know ... Whose Tomb is that? I do not know ... Whose Name is that? I do not know ... Whose Writing is that? I do not know ... Whose Cross is that? I do not know ... Whose Cemetery is that? I do not know ... Ssshhh!!! For this Gothic Girl - had cast her Spell :) I felt it now, this Call of Goth. I knew it now, this Word of Goth. I knew at once, which Path to take! Ssshhh!!! For this Gothic Girl - had called to me :) A Midnight's Kiss in Graveyard's Dawn. A Midnight's Brace in Graveyard's Time. A Midnight's Song in Power of Moon! Ssshhh!!! Thus it was, we first met - at this Grave, in Midnight's Realm :) Her Gothic Beauty, Charm of Night. Her Twist of Faith, Good as Bad. Her Sense of Self, Right as One. Her Gothic Style, Mix of Many. Her Gothic Looks, Tempt of One. Her Gothic Pose, Lust of Night. Her Gothic Stance, Felt so Right ... For all of Air, and all of Dew - smelled all at Once, of Gothic Girl :) She knew it's name, as did I - a Midnight's Kiss, of Lavender's Realm. This smell of Love, my Gothic Girl. This smell of Night, my Gothic Way :)
10/10/2017 | Victorian Hawk | Web: Tom Wood Fantasy Art | About Goths
Princess Salamander - Angel Fire Queen
In Angel's Kingdom, Fires be Raised. In Heaven's Sent, Suns be Burned. Born of Raging and of Fury - this Shimmering Queen, Flickers of thy Flame to See:
Flying through her Fire's Domain, thinking of thy Chains to Pull. One Link here, one Link there - Eyelet here, Eyelet there. Hovering in her Fiery Realm, dreaming of thy Souls to Name. One Rune here, one Rune there - Twisting here, Twisting there. Guarding in her Fiery Reign, knowing of thy Roots to Rule. One Stare here, one Stare there - Halo here, Halo there ... What did you see? These Chains of Fire, knew Angel Fell. These Haloes of Fire, knew Queen Eclipse. These Souls of Fire, knew Tongue Salamander ... What did you dream? These Chains of Sin, knew Devil Stair. These Rings of Rule, knew Monarch's Glare. These Spirits of Flame, knew Flick of Dare ... What did you muse? These Chains of Iron, knew Heaven's Spite. These Crowns of Throne, knew Heaven's Wrath. These Sparks in Blaze, knew Myths of Ember ... They spoke to me of Angel Fire. They spoke to me of Fiery Realms. They spoke to me of Magma's Heat. They spoke to me of Angel's Dark. They spoke to me of Fiery Verse. They spoke to me of Magma's Spells :) What did you feel? Passions in thy Heart so Pure - Inferno Goddess, all her Power. Ambitions in thy Soul so Rule - Queen Element, all her Glory. Trusting in thy Guard so Right - Angel Guardian, all her Realm. Learnings in thy Penance so Bare - Archangel, all her Guise. Knowings in thy Phoenix so Rise - Elven Witch, all her Riddles. Believing in thy Wings so Strong - Watchful Eye, all her Province :) For it was indeed, I came across her in my Fire ... These Dancing Flames of Chains in Time. These Leaping Licks of Grates in Iron. These Rising Heats of Leather's Band. These Glowing Rings of Halos There. These Charcoal Runes of Writhing Heat. These Burning Eyes of Madam's Stare! For it was indeed, I came across her in my Way ... These Fiery Forms known Guardian Angel. These Phoenix Forms known Fire Fairy. These Regal Forms known Angel Queen. These Eclipsing Capes known Dark Angel. These Shadowed Cloaks known Dark Fairy. These Silhouette Folds of Madam's Power! Forges of her Fire's Domain. Embers of her Queenly Guard. Heralds of her Burning Reign. Salamander ... Guardians of her Fire's Empire. Tenders of her Queenly Ways. Curators of her Dancing Flames. Salamander ... Sung to Me: Flame in War, Flame in Siege, Flame in Conquest, Flame in Fight, Flame in Battle, Flame in Knight - but know this my King, thy Breath of Fire, Belongs to Me!
09/09/2016 | Victorian Hawk | Web: Princess Salamander (in Steve's Gallery) | About Angels
Sad Angel - Gothic Angel - Dark Angel
In the Boughs of these Trees, in the Lights of this Forest - with the Twists of a Vine, and the Guise of an Angel:
I like the fact that this Angel, is entwined with both mystery, and the darker side of Fantasy. The mystery comes from this Angel's attire ... Her feathered wings make me think, of the caring nature, of a Guardian Angel. Yet, that draping cloth (at the middle/back of her wings), makes me think of both a Battle Angel (the cloth's symbol, which reminds me of a Medieval Battle Standard), and of an Angel, that has Lost her Wings (possibly having, removed them herself!). There's also further evidence, of the latter of these - as it's as though this Angel's Wings, are both chained and weighted down: how could she possibly fly, with those large banded/attached jewels, on the apex of each wing? The darker side of Fantasy, comes from this Angel's interaction, with the background ... As I feel that these Woods, are not a friendly place! This feeling comes from, the creeping fingers of the Trees branches (which are jagged around their edges) - whereby if I look too long, start to send a shiver down my spine! Which in-turn, is further refined, by the darkness of this Angel's face - both the Glyphs, and her Tears of Black. Yet here, does the darkness play right back into mystery - as it's hard to say, exactly why, this Angel is so sorrowful ... There's no immediate clues, and it was only with a careful eye, that I first noticed - those falling feathers (bottom-left, under her wings). Thus, did I start to think, of the concept of a Fallen Angel. But, whether this Fallen Angel is her, or a companion Angel (possibly her lover), I cannot say for sure. And it is in attempting to answer this question, that I feel that Steve - fuels the mystery of his artwork ... It's a mystery, whose rising heat, is also further fuelled - through Steve's choice of background: as it's a background, that I would not expect, a Guardian Angel, to be found within. But it is a background, that I would expect, an Angel of the Damned, to be found within. And yet here, do I find a twist - for this background's white, seems as though, it's a Guiding Light. Yet given the fact, that this Angel, is in-front of this light - does she not in-fact, bar your way? And in doing so, would that not meet, the definition - of a Guardian Angel? If that were so, then I feel that this Angel's Wings, have been shaped to be - as if they are a Shield. For they guard against the creeping fingers of the Woods: the outermost topmost curve of her wings, reflect the shape of the white light's halo (especially towards the canopy of the trees). Thus, do I feel that this Angel, wants some time away from the World - and in doing so, perhaps she chose a place, where she would be least likely, to be disturbed? But then again, do I find that this Angel, is also in the Realms of Fairy Glamour ... For perhaps this Secluded Cove, that she chose - is the inner Kingdoms, of a Broken Heart? Which would indeed, explain the presence of a Garden Swing - as her sorrow varies, with the ride each Day, from Day to Night! What of Steve's choice of artist techniques? Well ... I think it's most important, that we consider - his use of lighting. I speak of the light, that's on both the Angel's Dress, and the Angel's Wings/Feathers. Now, I feel that this light, does not come from the background: for the angle of the light, especially upon the Angel's Dress - makes me think of a Spotlight! And if that were so, does this Spotlight, play right back into, this Broken Heart theme - where this Angel's sorrow, far outweighs the common sense, of everything else! But here, do I find that Steve's decision, to include a large Silver Runic Glyph (top left) - helps point the way back ... For it's Sharp like a Sword. It knows what it Wants - to bring both Clarity, and Balance to the Scene. Whilst it's Central Pattern - reminds of me of that Battle Standard :) Which in turn, gives Seed to a new Idea: Grow up (her reaching right arm), and Move on (the Guiding Light). Overall: A Gothic Angel, whose Fairy Glamour, becomes entwined - with the Paths of the Heart. A Dark Angel, who Fell from somewhere High, but with a Riddle of Thought - Rises straight, for a New Chapter. For she's a Sad Angel, who Sits on the Swing of Romance - in the Hearts of the Wood.
14/07/2016 | Victorian Hawk | Web: Sad Angel | About Angels
Dragon Sentinel - Dragon Land
There be those places in this Dragon Land, that still-guard, the Treasures of the Ammonite. Be Runic Glyph. Be Lavas Heat. This Dragon's Rock, with twists of Ancient. This Dragon's Spire, with curves of Tale. This Dragon's Perch, with scribes so Wise. Donned Ward of Power. Known Vault of Lore. This Dragon's Place, with watch so Sentry :) This Dragon's Tower - of Dragon Sentinel:
It's where the Perch's Architects drew their Lore - of Dragons Guard, and Dragons Form. It's where the Sleeping Sentinels spied their Lore - of Dragons Hoard, and Dragons Stealth. It's where the Primeval Watchers scribed their Lore - of Dragons Time, and Dragons Stone. It's where the Foundry's Blacksmiths smelt their Lore - of Dragons Arm, and Dragons War. It's where the Wisest Warlocks chant their Lore - of Dragons Power, and Dragons Myth. It's where the Element's Warriors learned their Lore - of Dragons Dream, and Dragons Muse. Where's that then? Why ... In Dragon Sentinel, of Dragon Land - but of course :) For within this Dragons Land, be thy Dragons Wards - in Midnight's Realm, a Dragons Sentinel! For only in Two Moonlit Sky, can you find the Runes - of Ancestral Dragons Past ... Thy shape of Ammonite, with Twist of Ancestor. Thy way of Tone, with Sound of Sea. Thy rise of Glyph, with Arc of Cuttle. Thy coil of Spiral, with Wind of Sea. Thy curve of Nautilus, with Thought of Lineage. Thy hint of Meaning, with Rune of Fossil ... What's that you say? A Hidden Riddle! These Passer-bys, know not for sure. These Passer-bys, know not look up. These Passer-bys, know not of Power. These Passer-bys, know not of Fire. These Passer-bys, know not of Perch. These Passer-bys, know not of He! As it is with these Dragons, and their Hidden Ways. As it is with these Dragons, and their Magic Wards. As it is with these Dragons, and their Treasured Secrets. As it is with these Dragons, and their Emerald Griffins :) But - what's that you say? He's not a Griffin! Well ... Clad in Armour, clad in Gold - Anointed Guardian, knows of you. Clad in Whisper, clad in Hush - Silent Sentry, watches you. Clad in Timeless, clad in Bound - Runic Keeper, knows of thee. Clad in Talon, clad in Barbed - Tireless Warrior, watches thee. As it is with these Western Dragons, and their Griffin's Role ... Set in Stone, Guard through Time. Cast in Iron, Watch through Age. Bed in Marble, Hard as Rock. Cast in Metal, Hot as Fire. Rest in Bedrock, Wise through Eon. Stirred in Guard, Woke through you! This Dragon Sentinel, of Midnight's Realm - revealed in Moonlight, came for you!
08/07/2016 | Victorian Hawk | Web: Sentinel | About Dragon Land