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The fight is over and won, but the danger is not yet overcome. The way home is long and with an unconcious dragoness, the knave has a lot of time for contemplation, to keep his mind off the exhaustion he feels. Stay strong and keep on stepping forward. Every step gets you closer to safety!
This commission was drawn by the amazing and incredibly skilful
Feretta, and I am absolutely ecstatic about the quality of scenery and background she's able to draw. Getting a commission spot on her list was such an exciting thing to get! I hope you will all enjoy this artwork as much as I do :3
Please enjoy!
Chapter 12:
Trying to keep his breathing steady as every step sent pain through his body, Incendramon moved forward. He didn't know how long he had been out cold, but it couldn't have been too long. The storm clouds at the sky had moved past, as he had not seen a single drop of rain. Having wrapped Placira up with his cape on his back and carrying her, he made his way back towards their home. He roughly remembered from where they came, if he could just reach familiar woods, it would all be okay. He told himself, as he felt his muscles burn with pain and his woulds also giving him unpleasant bites every time he moved them, gritting his teeth.
Despite his condition, Placira was worse off. He had tried to take care of her wounds as best as possible, but he was no medic. And he knew she needed medical help, and quick, as she was still unconcious. But he could feel her heartbeat while carrying and holding on to her, assuring him that she was still with him.
Stepping out of a denser part of the forest, the foliage became a bit lighter. He remembered this, forcing every step forward, as the afternoon sun shone through the corwns of the trees, blinding him a bit. He did not mind really, but found it somewhat... unfitting, that such a grim situation was accented by such warm sunlight, it felt taunting. He stopped for a moment, thinking to himself.
Was it really? Or did he misread the situation? He looked back at Placiramon, who rested her snout on his shoulder and he remembered her ridicule and her words of reprimand towards the way he did things, and he had to admit to himself, that she was right. Pushing forward without looking left nor right, being reckless and constantly revelling in his negative feelings and memories. This was not what he wanted and it was also not what knighthood was about.
Taking another step, he regretted stopping as the pain returned in full force with every move, cursing under his breath, but going ahead again he went. Pushing forward, but his time, with his head held high and his eyes on the road. The warmth of the sun encouraging him to get back to safety and to not fail at the very end. He held on tighter to Placira and lifted her up a bit more, making it easier to carry her. And most importantly, he wanted to save her life. This was the first act with his new resolve, not fighting and destroying, but saving the life of someone... someone he found himself fond of, after having fought alongside her.
Art © by Feretta
Incendramon & Placiramon © by
INCtastic
The fight is over and won, but the danger is not yet overcome. The way home is long and with an unconcious dragoness, the knave has a lot of time for contemplation, to keep his mind off the exhaustion he feels. Stay strong and keep on stepping forward. Every step gets you closer to safety!
This commission was drawn by the amazing and incredibly skilful
Feretta, and I am absolutely ecstatic about the quality of scenery and background she's able to draw. Getting a commission spot on her list was such an exciting thing to get! I hope you will all enjoy this artwork as much as I do :3Please enjoy!
Chapter 12:
Trying to keep his breathing steady as every step sent pain through his body, Incendramon moved forward. He didn't know how long he had been out cold, but it couldn't have been too long. The storm clouds at the sky had moved past, as he had not seen a single drop of rain. Having wrapped Placira up with his cape on his back and carrying her, he made his way back towards their home. He roughly remembered from where they came, if he could just reach familiar woods, it would all be okay. He told himself, as he felt his muscles burn with pain and his woulds also giving him unpleasant bites every time he moved them, gritting his teeth.
Despite his condition, Placira was worse off. He had tried to take care of her wounds as best as possible, but he was no medic. And he knew she needed medical help, and quick, as she was still unconcious. But he could feel her heartbeat while carrying and holding on to her, assuring him that she was still with him.
Stepping out of a denser part of the forest, the foliage became a bit lighter. He remembered this, forcing every step forward, as the afternoon sun shone through the corwns of the trees, blinding him a bit. He did not mind really, but found it somewhat... unfitting, that such a grim situation was accented by such warm sunlight, it felt taunting. He stopped for a moment, thinking to himself.
Was it really? Or did he misread the situation? He looked back at Placiramon, who rested her snout on his shoulder and he remembered her ridicule and her words of reprimand towards the way he did things, and he had to admit to himself, that she was right. Pushing forward without looking left nor right, being reckless and constantly revelling in his negative feelings and memories. This was not what he wanted and it was also not what knighthood was about.
Taking another step, he regretted stopping as the pain returned in full force with every move, cursing under his breath, but going ahead again he went. Pushing forward, but his time, with his head held high and his eyes on the road. The warmth of the sun encouraging him to get back to safety and to not fail at the very end. He held on tighter to Placira and lifted her up a bit more, making it easier to carry her. And most importantly, he wanted to save her life. This was the first act with his new resolve, not fighting and destroying, but saving the life of someone... someone he found himself fond of, after having fought alongside her.
Art © by
FerettaIncendramon & Placiramon © by
INCtastic
Category Artwork (Digital) / Digimon
Species Digimon
Gender Multiple characters
Size 1920 x 1080px
File Size 2.46 MB
Listed in Folders
A bit of a random observation at this point, but I adore that his reflection comes after the action sequence. It's no crime to have these heavy thoughts in the midst of battle—anime loves doing it, and it has its fans—but it feels refreshingly realistic that a moment of serenity is what it takes to make him reflect on what was said in the heat of the moment.
Alsooo I love the tails dragging. It gives a good feeling of exhaustion that I didn't notice without the context. It fits well! :D
Alsooo I love the tails dragging. It gives a good feeling of exhaustion that I didn't notice without the context. It fits well! :D
I had the idea for it as I started to write it :3 Some heavy thoughts can happen in combat, but more often than not, there is no time for that and the focus needs to be on the here and now. Also to keep the flow of combat going, and long winded thoughts hamper that.
But such long periods of "nothing happening" are the gateway of introspection for overthinkers. Vecauae you gotta think about something. And Incendramon at that moment sure has a lot to think about. Which also takes his mind off of the dire situation and the wounds he has xD
Haha, yes that's true, makes it very visual there x3
Totally intended and on purpose I swear!
But such long periods of "nothing happening" are the gateway of introspection for overthinkers. Vecauae you gotta think about something. And Incendramon at that moment sure has a lot to think about. Which also takes his mind off of the dire situation and the wounds he has xD
Haha, yes that's true, makes it very visual there x3
Totally intended and on purpose I swear!
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