Sablemoor
Sablemoor was a place of dark waters and restless mist, where few dared to tread. Maren, desperate to cure her brother's fever, ventured into the swamp searching for a rare herb called night's breath. The air was thick with decay, and shadows clung to her like old secrets.
She found the flowers glowing faintly at the edge of the moor, but as she reached for them, an old woman emerged from the mist. "Sablemoor does not give without taking," she said. "The herbs will heal your brother, but something of yours will remain here."
Maren hesitated, then plucked the blooms. Her brother recovered, but a quietness settled over Maren. A part of her stayed behind, lost in the depths of the moor.
Sablemoor was a place of dark waters and restless mist, where few dared to tread. Maren, desperate to cure her brother's fever, ventured into the swamp searching for a rare herb called night's breath. The air was thick with decay, and shadows clung to her like old secrets.
She found the flowers glowing faintly at the edge of the moor, but as she reached for them, an old woman emerged from the mist. "Sablemoor does not give without taking," she said. "The herbs will heal your brother, but something of yours will remain here."
Maren hesitated, then plucked the blooms. Her brother recovered, but a quietness settled over Maren. A part of her stayed behind, lost in the depths of the moor.
Sablemoor was a place of dark waters and restless mist, where few dared to tread. Maren, desperate to cure her brother's fever, ventured into the swamp searching for a rare herb called night's breath. The air was thick with decay, and shadows clung to her like old secrets.
She found the flowers glowing faintly at the edge of the moor, but as she reached for them, an old woman emerged from the mist. "Sablemoor does not give without taking," she said. "The herbs will heal your brother, but something of yours will remain here."
Maren hesitated, then plucked the blooms. Her brother recovered, but a quietness settled over Maren. A part of her stayed behind, lost in the depths of the moor.
30” x 24”
Oil & Acrylic On Canvas
Artist: The Immortal