Herald of the Dying Sun

The battle has been fought. Behind her the village burns and the sky turns copper and gold. She stands upright in bronze, her white hair untouched, her gaze clear. This is not mourning but triumph: what fell made room. A new era announces itself, and she strides into it with her head held high.

Acrylic on canvas. Original and unique: only one of this work exists.

Dimensions: 50 × 70 cm (w × h)

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Golden ReverieImperial Ascendance