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Suulah The Traveler
Commission piece for one of the people i admire most in the Doll Artists World.
Story:
Suulah the Traveler
It was a dark era, a time when all the dragons of Asheruk perished because of a major event that changed the lives of many. The gods were'nt happy with man's greed and deceit. Equa, the messenger's scrolls contain more and more material things than good will from their prayers. The Asheruk people, the keepers of the white dragons of the Haal Volcano, used the dragons to conquer other tribes and rob them of their wealth, and they wont be satisfied, they still asked the gods for more gold and riches. Bathala, the highest god, was so fed up that he crushed his staff of ivory and opals towards Haal, and made it erupt so violently it smashed Bathala's staff into several pieces, killing all dragons and the Asheruk people.
Gods Bulan (Moon) and Aldo (Sun) knew that after this wrath unleashed by Bathala, more will come due to the importance of Bathala's Staff. It maintains the balance of night and day, good and evil... even the difference between being a god and people. Aldo and Bulan started to feel their powers weakening at each moment, as with the other gods, so they went to the barren lands of Asheruk blasting the land with their luminescence to find the pieces of the staff. There they heard a faint sound of a baby, the lone survivor Asheruk. Bulan couldn't bare the thought of leaving the baby behind, so she stayed, carrying the infant in her arms. Aldo, weaker by the moment contested to her to leave the child behind and continue with the search but Bulan couldn't do it. The two knew that it would be their end soon, so they looked at each other's eyes as if agreeing on what to do. Aldo called in the sun and Bulan the moon, and instructed them to go on twelve man hour intervals, not appearing once together, and the remaining powers and life they had, they gave it to the child they named Suulah. As the two gods succumbed to their end, a violent wind blew all over Suulah. The sun and moon in swift motions went on to hasten days and nights, making time fly. Sullah growing into lady minute after minute, with the wisdom of Bulan and Aldo instilled in her heart and mind. Clad with the sand filled wind and the bone of dead dragons she started her quest on finding the pieces of Bathala's staff to regain the balance of everything... Even till now, Suulah still looks at the skies when the the bight sun would drown the earth with light, but still the imbalance that the broken staff bears, a faint moon in one sky. A glimpse of her foster parents together in the heavens and hoping one day as she completes the pieces she is closer to thanking the gods that gave her life, and the opportunity to make amends the sins of her tribesmen...
Suulah The Traveler
Commission piece for one of the people i admire most in the Doll Artists World.
Story:
Suulah the Traveler
It was a dark era, a time when all the dragons of Asheruk perished because of a major event that changed the lives of many. The gods were'nt happy with man's greed and deceit. Equa, the messenger's scrolls contain more and more material things than good will from their prayers. The Asheruk people, the keepers of the white dragons of the Haal Volcano, used the dragons to conquer other tribes and rob them of their wealth, and they wont be satisfied, they still asked the gods for more gold and riches. Bathala, the highest god, was so fed up that he crushed his staff of ivory and opals towards Haal, and made it erupt so violently it smashed Bathala's staff into several pieces, killing all dragons and the Asheruk people.
Gods Bulan (Moon) and Aldo (Sun) knew that after this wrath unleashed by Bathala, more will come due to the importance of Bathala's Staff. It maintains the balance of night and day, good and evil... even the difference between being a god and people. Aldo and Bulan started to feel their powers weakening at each moment, as with the other gods, so they went to the barren lands of Asheruk blasting the land with their luminescence to find the pieces of the staff. There they heard a faint sound of a baby, the lone survivor Asheruk. Bulan couldn't bare the thought of leaving the baby behind, so she stayed, carrying the infant in her arms. Aldo, weaker by the moment contested to her to leave the child behind and continue with the search but Bulan couldn't do it. The two knew that it would be their end soon, so they looked at each other's eyes as if agreeing on what to do. Aldo called in the sun and Bulan the moon, and instructed them to go on twelve man hour intervals, not appearing once together, and the remaining powers and life they had, they gave it to the child they named Suulah. As the two gods succumbed to their end, a violent wind blew all over Suulah. The sun and moon in swift motions went on to hasten days and nights, making time fly. Sullah growing into lady minute after minute, with the wisdom of Bulan and Aldo instilled in her heart and mind. Clad with the sand filled wind and the bone of dead dragons she started her quest on finding the pieces of Bathala's staff to regain the balance of everything... Even till now, Suulah still looks at the skies when the the bight sun would drown the earth with light, but still the imbalance that the broken staff bears, a faint moon in one sky. A glimpse of her foster parents together in the heavens and hoping one day as she completes the pieces she is closer to thanking the gods that gave her life, and the opportunity to make amends the sins of her tribesmen...