I was going to work on this longer and then I was like, You know what? I'm sick of looking at this. So I'm going to be done with it. So there.
So this week, I'm posting my art early. Does this make up for it being late before?
was walking up steps into a small room with marble walls. There were no
windows, but moonlight came from somewhere to fall on the white hair
and dress of a woman waiting there for me. She was wearing the ancient
peplos that fell in pleated folds to her feet, like one of the women
carved in stone beside old altars. As I entered the room, she nodded as
if she'd been expecting me for some time, as if I were late. I had a
feeling I should recognise her, but I didn't.
"Who brings you here?" she asked.
"I bring myself."
"Do you come to offer or to take/"
"To take," I whispered, my mouth dry.
what you seek if you find it then, but be cautious. Do not offend the
gods." She turned to the tall three-legged table beside her. It held an
open scroll and she lifted a stylus and wrote, adding my name at the
bottom of a long list and placing a small mark beside it.
When I woke a moment later, Pol had dinner ready.
had been dreaming again of the lady in the chamber; her hair was held
away from her face by a string of dark red stones set in gold. She used a
swan feather pen to put a second mark by my name, and she seemed
concerned for my sake...
Yeah, I know I did a little column thingy instead of a three-legged table. I thought it looked cooler.
I also didn't have any photo reference for this... at all. So yeah.