From sketch to painting in characters…
Scene for the second Mierna book… Vlanders luring away a potential threat from his home.
It’s relatively peaceful for this cranky albino shape-shifter, who doesn’t appear until the 7th novel or chapter 3 in the “Nina” comic. It’s going to be a while before actually get to him, but it’ll get there… eventually.
This púca got tricks up his sleeve!
In the second Mierna book “Keeper of Nightmares”, Vlanders flies off on a piece of broken root tip that shoots out a purple dust. The dust comes from chaotic magic and causes temporary memory loss if inhaled.
A quick portrait of Wisdom. Not bad looking. His hair is cuter than mine now LOL. He was overdue for one of these for a while. I just need to work more on his wardrobe.
The infamous Dark Unicorn from the novel is only getting more powerful by corrupting the elements around it.
The black unicorn in the series is mostly referred to as the “Dark Horn” or Merlock once it takes over Abraham’s body. Abraham is the son of Jenario, former creator of the black unicorn.
“Mierna & the Keeper of Nightmares”
~ A sneak peek into Vlanders’ home ~
He handed her the cup on a saucer then raised his own in a salute. Mierna grinned that he held his pinky finger out in the polite fashion of drinking from such a dainty cup. It seemed so small with hardly any tea in it when she peered inside hers, and yet Vlanders took the longest of sips before shivering in the delight of its warmth.
“Hits the spot!” He raised the cup again but held it just in front of his lips. That blue-green gaze never wavered from his guest, as she had yet to take her first taste.
Realizing why he waiting, Mierna lifted the cup to her lips as well. However, she paused to think about what she was about to do. Not wanting to offend his hospitality, she slowly asked a question.
“If I drink this, am I inadvertently accepting a deal?”
At this, he chuckled out a response. “You most certainly are!” Then he held up his index finger before she could say another word. “But one I think would benefit you in the long run. You are in the Fae, after all.”
“So the Fae doesn’t value Dreamers?”
“Indeed it does!” he answered. “But so then do others within the Fae, who would love to have your company… in the most appetizing way.” A sly grin spread across his face that made Mierna slightly cringe.
“Of course they would.” She stared at the cup in consideration. “I suppose I don’t really have a choice.”
“Oh, there is always a choice,” Vlanders replied. “Never forget that. You can choose not to drink.” That smile never dimmed as he added, “I won’t be offended. You just might miss out on a few things…”Here, his eyes glanced about the room, “…that I could share with you. But it’s much better for you to see it on your own.”
That curling beard seemed to curl even more so with that tantalizing grin. It was at that moment that Mierna realized what he meant. If she did not drink, she would not see what he intended to share with her. The petite teacup between her fingers barely looked to contain enough to fill the bottom, and yet she had seen him pour a good amount into it.
“Well, here goes nothing.” She raised the cup in a salute.
“And to everything!” Vlanders did the same.
After all she went through that morning, the púca’s home-brewed tea did smell refreshing. Unclear whether she would even get anything else from this point forward, she took a chance and tasted it. The warm liquid hit her tongue with the scent of mint filing her nostrils… and something else. She swallowed, waiting a moment for the unexpected to happen. When her taste buds only begged for more, she gulped the rest down, surprised it held as much as it did.
“This is so good!” she exclaimed, sitting the cup back on the tray. “I guess I was just worried. As you said before, I am in the Fae. For all I know, this could turn me into another púca.”
“Hmmm. I should consider that.” Vlanders tapped his fingers across the teacup that he still held. Eventually, he set it down on the tray as well. “You would make an excellent púca.”
“Sure! Then I could have magic too and go nuts when I don’t know how to control it!” She laughed at the thought, but Vlanders seemed intrigued.
“Oh, but you have… abilities. They just needed a little something to help awaken them.” He tapped the rim of his cup, then gestured around the room. “Do you see now?”
Mierna looked up, perhaps a little too quickly. Her vision was momentarily blurred while her eyes adjusted to the sudden colors that sprinkled overhead and all around. Before, she could only view plain, wooden furniture. Now it was packed with stacks of books, fabric, and jewellery. Dishes teetered on the edge of spilling, and yet they held in place upside-down on the ceiling. Different colored twine dangled across, connecting from one wall to the next, with clothing and pinned photos hanging from each one. There were toys, dolls and hats lining the walls. There was even a collection of shoes. Mierna recognized famous landmarks on postcards jutting out in between book pages on a nearby shelf.
Epic overhaul at 2am 🥰
The mysterious Keeper emerges!
Azryael will debut in the seventh novel of the Wisdom Novels® series before continuing into the comic. He’s rumored to be the fourth Elemental Master that has yet to be reborn. When Wisdom first encounters him, he is nearly mad with a craving that can never be satisfied from a fruit that no longer exists. He’s angry with everything, especially his own kind.