The glare cleared from her eyes... Bryn’lyn stared at what looked like dark fistfuls of bloody ink tossed against the sky... as if her half-imagined cloud shapes had mixed with nightmare and come to life...

I had fun developing this unique style of Illustration. Here Harl'ut is faced with a deadly Vorm Warrior, he thinks of his youth when he played with deadly eels in the ocean surf... and that memory helps him fight his enemy...