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ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
Unfortunately I will not be online anymore bue to my device that I use so I will be saying good bye but it wont be forever, I will still be online looking at your beautiful art ypu just wont see mine, so think of this as a coma I am going into! You will not be seeing any more art coming from me on this account. The next time you see me will be on a different account. But that will take some time, maybe a dew months or not likly maybe a year. I will send a link through this account to my new account, once I get it on a device that I will use. And I obviously can't use my phone like i'm using now to draw , because it's way too small for me. But I will try to figure out how to send art through here. If I can so, y'all can see my amazing stuff that I have in store that's like totally really good!

With Stars and Shining and Creatures Roaming freely, The one and only
- @<°^°¢r€@Tur€$°^°>

Can we please acknowledge this

So like i did it!

Pain

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So like summer break is about to happen next Tuesday for me, so if I am off for like a while, then yk, butI'lll try to be on my phone more lowkey to checy'all'sls art

So apologies for taking a while, this is Neve. She is a Skywing Icewing hybrid and is the niece of the Skywing Queen Edelweiss, who is a Skywing Icewing hybrid herself. She doesn't have any noticeable tells to say she is one, but their lineage is kept secret within the family. And she is friends with Iceberg!
( I tried to do a watermark!)

Neve is a shrewd and cunning dragon, a reflection of Blister but with a more benevolent edge. She possesses a rare complexity: not quite the gentle spirit one might expect, nor a brutal creature of pure malice; instead, she exudes an air of indifference, almost as if the world around her is of little consequence. Among her kin, Neve stands out with her two older twin sisters, both hybrids like herself. One sister unleashes a scorching breath of fire when the air warms, her flames dancing brilliantly against the sky. The other, however, commands the icy breath of frost, exhaling a chilling mist that can freeze the air around her. Neve, too, can harness the power of both elements, but her abilities surge with greater intensity. She can only conjure fire amidst sweltering heat and frost in the biting cold, making her elemental prowess both versatile and constrained. However, Neve understands that strength doesn’t solely lie in her breath. With a sharp focus and relentless determination, she has honed her combat skills, mastering the art of fighting with her formidable claws and razor-sharp teeth. This diligent training has transformed her into a skilled warrior, seamlessly blending her quiet demeanor with her calculating and cunning nature—ready to face any challenge that comes her way.

Wings of Fire Dragons
June 1st, 2026

Dear Friends and Creative Spirits,

Here ye, here me!

It is with great excitement that I extend a heartfelt invitation to all who are interested in joining us at the Wings of Fire Artspace. This is a gathering for those who share a passion for creativity and the arts. If you are eager to explore, create, and collaborate, we warmly welcome you to join us!

Share your ideas, talents, and aspirations in a space dedicated to artistic expression and inspiration. Together, let us fly high and ignite our creative flames!

Details of the gathering are as follows:
https://magma.com/s/wof-dragons-2/profile/about
This link is in Magma to join our artspace made by @Demitáse (they/them)

Please RSVP whenever if you wish to attend, although you may not need to. We look forward to embarking on this creative journey with you!

With warmth and inspiration,
@<°^°¢r€@Tur€$°^°> or @­dawnbreaker
Wings of Fire Dragons

Ayyy 2k likes I didn't notice(Not bragging, I swear) heheh thanks
u guys!<3

So this is actually a redesign of Frostbite, except her name is now Iceberg, and she is one of my first ever Oc's! ( I am trying a new style) I know you enjoy her as much as I did. I got the narwhal crown idea from one of my other Wof artist friends! Iceberg does eventually become queen during her time at the Jade Mountain academy when her mother dies of cancer while she is at school! - Now we're going to draw her cousin !!!! ( They do know they are cousins, and her cousin is also a princess of the Skywing tribe, you wait) Now bio time!!!

Iceberg is a dragonet of absolute authority, intelligence, cunning, and wisdom. Fierce and protective, she loves her home, her friends, and her younger sister, who is a purebred Seawing and was supposed to be crowned Queen. However, the throne was handed to Iceberg instead. How did this happen? During History class one day, as her teacher droned on about a topic she didn't remotely care about, Iceberg sat beside her cousin, Neve. Suddenly, a group of Seawing guards burst in, along with the head of the school, Gyrfalcon, who announced they had an urgent message for her. That's when she received the news of her late mother. Iceberg was to leave immediately to claim her throne. Confused, she asked why her sister didn’t receive the throne. A guard replied, “Your mother… your mother chose you… in her last breaths.” With that, Iceberg left school behind to start a whole new chapter in her life.

Pretty little baby (yeah, yeah)
Pretty little baby (yeah, yeah)
Pretty little baby, you say that maybe
You'll be thinkin' of me, and try to love me
Pretty little baby
I'm hoping that you do
You can ask the flowers, I sit for hours
Tellin' all the bluebirds, the bill and coo birds
Pretty little baby
I'm so in love with you
Now is just the time
While both of us are young
Puppy love must have it's day
Don't cha know it's much more fun to love
While the heart is young and gay
Meet me at the car hop
Or at the pop shop
Meet me in the moonlight
Or in the daylight
Pretty little baby
I'm so in love with you
Now is just the time
While both of us are young
Puppy love must have it's day
Don't cha know it's much more fun to love
While the heart is young and gay
Meet me at the car hop
Or at the pop shop
Meet me in the moonlight
Or in the daylight
Pretty little baby
I'm so in love with you
Pretty little baby
I said, pretty little baby
Whoa, now, pretty little baby

That's what I was listening to while drawing this.....yeah ik
Part of me hopes it gets on featured artworks tho...

Part 2:
“Lumina!” boomed a voice from the darkness, resonating with the fury of an unrelenting thunderstorm. Boreas, the God of the Winter Storm, emerged, his every movement crackling with frost, his icy scales glistening ominously in the dim light. “You defile your grace by consorting with dust,” he thundered, his presence a dreadful proclamation of divine wrath. Beside him materialized another deity, her eyes burning with an unsettling, acidic green fire. “The mortal must be purged to preserve the purity of the light,” she hissed, her voice dripping with disdain. With a fierce growl, Ignis bared his fangs, stepping protectively in front of Lumina. Pulsing with a fierce, internal glow of orange, he was ready to unleash his mortal fire against the gods that towered menacingly above him. He understood the futility of his stance; victory was a mere fantasy. Still, he resolved to face death with defiance rather than cowardice. “Stand down, Ignis!” Lumina commanded, yet rather than pushing him away, she moved beside him, interlocking her radiant wing with his scarred, leathery one. The juxtaposition was striking, a beautiful union of pure light and raw earth, contrasting yet intriguingly harmonious. “If you strike him down, you extinguish my light forever,” Lumina declared, her voice ringing with a clarity that filled the cavern, startling the gathering deities into momentary silence. Her scales flared with explosive brilliance, a blinding light that threatened to consume the darkness that cloaked the gods. “He is my friend. My choice is made.” Caught in the clash between their unwavering laws and the devastating loss of the world’s light source, the deities hesitated. The atmosphere crackled with tension, a precarious thread holding back the impending storm—a battle between defiant mortal courage and the wrath of the divine.
So yeah, the creation of this story was very interesting, not many words for them, but it was fun! GO FOLLOW MY PRECIOUS SABER!!

Part 1:
The cavern of the High Pantheon was suffused with the sharp, electric scent of ozone, mingling with the earthy aroma of ancient stone, steeped in the echoes of centuries. At its heart, illuminated by the glow that seemed to ripple from her very essence, stood Lumina. Her scales radiated with the resplendent brilliance of a thousand suns, casting prismatic shards of light across the cavern's rough-hewn walls. She embodied the essence of the Dragon Goddess of Light, a being forged from pure celestial energy. Yet, despite her glorious stature, her keen, luminous gaze was fixed upon the ground where Ignis loomed, a stark contrast to her divine radiance. Ignis, a mortal dragon, was a creature shaped by the harshness of earthly existence. His scales, the color of cooled magma, bore the scars of countless battles, each one telling a story of survival against relentless odds. Lacking the divine spark and grace that characterized the deities, Ignis was instead fortified by an unyielding, fierce determination to persevere in a world fraught with peril. “You risk everything by coming here,” he rumbled, his voice deep and resonant, echoing like the grinding of tectonic plates beneath the earth. Bowing his head not from fear, but to shield his mortal eyes from her blinding brilliance, he felt the weight of the world upon him. “The heavens are hollow without our conversations, Ignis,” Lumina replied, her voice a silken cascade, echoing like silver bells that danced through the cavern's heavy silence. She descended gracefully from her crystalline dais, transforming the once overwhelming light into a warm, inviting glow that enveloped his darkened scales in a gentle embrace. Their bond—an aberration in the eyes of the celestial order—defied the strict and unyielding barriers that separated the exalted immortal realm from the desolate mortal world below. In the eyes of the Pantheon, mortals were but fleeting shadows—flawed, transient beings unworthy of divine attention. A union between a goddess and a mortal was branded as a defilement of holy bloodlines, punishable by eternal banishment or complete annihilation. Suddenly, the temperature in the cavern plummeted, sending a chilling wave that permeated the very air they breathed. The shadows along the jagged walls elongated and twisted, morphing into massive, terrifying forms that loomed ominously. A palpable weight of divine authority surged through the space, suffocating and heavy. They had been discovered.

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So like I saw ur pfp, and I couldn't help myself put draw it, I wanted to try it in realism because of those spheres you made, and like I wanted to try it with a duck!!!
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What are art trades??
Like, I am so fr how do they work bc I would love to do one, I don't know if there are any rules to or anything??

So, for those who just started this journey with me, or those who have been with me from the beginning, I should have done this a while ago. Maybe this took forever, and this is why I don't make humans. Anyways, this is to get to know me better, although I am not really good at talking about myself, but I put me intrest there and umm stuff, maybe I'll try again with this meet the artist stuff! (I put my interest on the carpet)

Which one is better, Evensong #1 or 2 ??

I want to be in the band one day, and my band Teacher decided for us to play a new piece called " EvenSong." I imagine her as a weaver, a delicate, beautiful soul, just as the music piece is played out to be. :D