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(Story Art) Beautiful Morning by DNDigital

(Story Art) Beautiful Morning

DNDigital

The sun had risen by the time I next woke, the sound of birdsong and the feel of an Autumn breeze brought with it the sweet scent of the Harvest, the months in which our lives were brought to meaning, and soon, the Winter pageantry would come full circle, in only a short month's time, my darling child would have aged a year, and I found myself thanking the Gods and Stars for the gift of his existence. I had moved from my love's embrace, carefully tucking his arm from around my frame and back near his own as I rose, drawing a sheer robe with me, to check on the sleeping babe, before I could reach him however, I felt a firm... if gentle grasp upon my arm, and turned to face what had caught me to find my beloved...my mate and partner, rising from the bed along behind me and drawing my arm up with him before his lips, sleepily pressed to the flesh at my wrist, beside the scars of a mistake made in regret, as if soothing them from my flesh.

"Good morning, beautiful." was the words that sang in my ears, and drew across my face a bloom of color that I could not control, a chuckle escaped me, and I offered in return. "Hey, handsome." in some corney response fit for a mortal romance story. As he offered a hand to my hip, and drew me in for an early waking dance, swaying with my body in his hold... I felt tiny in comparison, Lang's tall... lean-muscled form in comparison to my lithe, scrawny one, for all the efforts I may have wanted to claim I could protect him, I knew in my heart that he was forever the one who guarded me... our son... and the growing life that hid itself within the safety of my womb.

In absence I found myself smiling contemplatively, my fingers and palm pressing against the slightly tight stretch of flesh within my abdomen, I stepped in closer and let my head come to rest against the breadth of his chest, my eyes closing, I listened to the steady thrum of his heartbeat, and found myself humming a forgotten melody... I swayed with him, and wondered, what it was I had done... that had given me the opportunity to be with someone whom had stolen my heart...and made me forget... everything that I had ever felt in pain...in horror.

I found myself weeping, silently and against the warmth of his skin, for a moment he paused, his face contorted in concern and he asked me what was wrong, if I hurt, or was illl... if he had done something to upset me, and worried over me like a shepherd with a newborn lamb, and I laughed softly, reaching to brush aside a few tears and reached to caress my lover's face and drew it in to kiss him, despite the amusing confusion on his face, I couldn't stop myself from doing so, and drew back before I explained.

"So many years of my life I spent... repeating a destructive cycle... giving my heart to one unworthy of love...honor...and respect. A jackal among wolves, bearing the guise of one desiring power more than harmony. I have served as a pet to a demon... a slave to a mortal fool proclaiming themself to be above me... and have mourned a lover whom showed me /how/ to love... in all of this I felt as if fate were against me... that I was meant for no joy, and would forever find myself wandering...alone... belonging to no one... then you came along...and threw...everything away... I don't...remember the horrors I face, but I know I went through them... these scars are my reminder that giving myself entirely to one I had been warned against... is a punishment I give myself... in light of my suffering however... I find I feel...unworthy of you. You have given me hope in a time where I had none... you have blessed me with more joy than I could ever hope to contain, and put up with so much of my foolish temper... that I feel you have more patience than any ever should. You are my love... my life... my King. It is my choice, and honor to say that I will serve you... as your love... your life... your 'wife'."

I stared at him still bloomed in color, and kissed my beloved once more, in the pale morning light of the sunrise, we both traveled across the expanse of our bedroom, and I took into my arms our son, and cradled him close to my chest, allowing him to rest and continue a short stint of sleep against my shoulder, in the warmth of our bedrobes and at the open patio of the palace balcony, I stood in his embrace, my head lay back against him, and his lips upon my brow, and we greeted the coming of a most beautiful dawn...


[Time] 2hr 27min
[Medium] Adobe Photoshop CS6
[Tools] Wacom Bamboo Create, Assemblage 23 - Metropolis R (Thank you Fengzhou :P)

Characters: Yuuhi Enma (Loxy), Lang Loxy, Akihiko Enma (Loxy)


The thoughts of time healing all wounds can sometimes be a difficult concept for people who have little patience... I have to thank the people whom have stood by me and given me their patience when my own began to run out. I spent enough times in a fit of tears over a loss that didn't honestly deserve what I had put into it. I feel sorry in many ways, partly because I felt I should have seen it coming... though my loyalty and honest integrity urged me to continue and hope for the best of a bad situation. I can say without restraint that it hurt...more than hurt...the betrayal that occurred, and yet despite the tears and nights of nightmares suffered, there were those lights who stepped up to offer me a hand into standing back on my feet, and made me laugh, smile, and forget what it was that had initially injured me. I hold no regrets in giving my all to someone I honestly loved more than I could express... my only regret was in the fact that they were too blind to see it.

Thank you, Fengzhou, Neowyverdramon, Chesirefeline, my watchers on FA, DA, SF, or FB, My Love Damier, My Family, Raven, Tommy, Tathlyn, Selphrin, Brandon, and to anyone else I missed, from the very bottom of my heart, Thank you.

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