Palm Summer Tribe (rough) - April 9th
Added 2017-04-09 22:11:39 +0000 UTCHad a strong urge to sketch something summery/bright again. Roughed this in over the course of the last couple of days.
Qiuloa is a bright series of gems amidst a deep sea. It was a place that Kai never got to grow up in, and Cerenon could never have imagined.
Festivals were always a riot of rhythm and music amidst people emblazoned with swirling designs that told the stories of the sea, their people, and the very world itself. There was always food, always drink, and the dizzy memory of dance amidst fire.
All were welcomed.
All adorned with the crests of waves, and flowers.
And a hope that the blur of memories after would evoke feelings of joy, even if details were forgotten.
