Reaper
6.9x6.9 inches
Graphite and gouaches on mixed arches watercolor paper
She is the Reaper, she walks in shadows that flicker like whispers in the wind. In her hands, two weapons gleam—sleek, deadly, and forged in the essence of twilight. One is a curved scythe that slices through the veil between worlds, severing ties with the living. The other, a dagger sharp as sorrow, strikes with quiet precision against those who dare challenge her.
With every step, she leads the souls of the departed toward the afterlife, her presence both feared and revered. Fierce and unyielding, she battles the enemies that threaten to disturb the delicate balance between life and death. Her eyes burn with an otherworldly light—calm yet resolute—as she commands the passage of souls, guiding them safely through the realm beyond.
In her realm, she is both guardian and warrior, a singular force against the chaos that lurks in the shadows, forever bound to her sacred duty.
Reaper
6.9x6.9 inches
Graphite and gouaches on mixed arches watercolor paper
She is the Reaper, she walks in shadows that flicker like whispers in the wind. In her hands, two weapons gleam—sleek, deadly, and forged in the essence of twilight. One is a curved scythe that slices through the veil between worlds, severing ties with the living. The other, a dagger sharp as sorrow, strikes with quiet precision against those who dare challenge her.
With every step, she leads the souls of the departed toward the afterlife, her presence both feared and revered. Fierce and unyielding, she battles the enemies that threaten to disturb the delicate balance between life and death. Her eyes burn with an otherworldly light—calm yet resolute—as she commands the passage of souls, guiding them safely through the realm beyond.
In her realm, she is both guardian and warrior, a singular force against the chaos that lurks in the shadows, forever bound to her sacred duty.
