Day 04 - Spell
"I told my mother, I never did stutter
I told my father, I would never falter
Hold them tight, hide your plight
Leave it behind and bury it
None can see, none can savour it
Bury yourself once and twice
The priest threw the dice
Now I am dead
And the priest cursed with dread"
Nelphat twirled the little ball of light between his claws, his beak clapping lightly as he sung this most forbidden song to himself. He paused... and listened to make sure no one else was around. And he continued.
Fun fact about this inktober piece! Last year for day 4 I also drew Nelphat, and if you compare the two pieces together, you can see the improvement one year can make. :D I am rather proud of that!