Upon discovering the truth, Atheriel sits in contemplation waiting for divine guidance. She ponders the inevitable storm of change about to unfold.

- Book 1: Chapter 3: Verse 38; from The Lost Tomes Of The Angels


Painted in Photoshop. Constructive critiques welcomed.

Dedicated to the loving memory of a beautiful feline named Sandy, a companion of many years who gave to me unconditional love, and who peacefully slept next to my tablet as I worked to complete this image. May the angels embrace her with unending love and affection.