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—The wind howled. It was a deafening whistle in ears. Every drop of water against the face felt like a hit from a whip.
Lightning all around shook the air, making the feebly fluttering silvery wings tremble. Like their miraculous shine that was a beacon of light in the endless darkness and chaos, it also was a miracle how they could stand against the elements thrown at them mercilessly.
And yet, the wings held on.
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Watercolor, gouache, pigment liner, colored pencil and white gel pencil, 5-6 hours.
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