Some LK fan art for your Disney tastes  This can be found in my gallery, along with other Lion King fan art and stories pulled and typed from my imagination. |
Changes in the Wind c. 6The spirits blessed the fruitful Pride Lands that day by sending wispy maidens of wind to dance joyously on earth, their silken foot falls blowing refreshing and almost tropical breezes among the fluttering leaves and bowing green grasses. A proud, ancient tree grew humbly at the rim of the land, a mysterious habitation where all four winds blew among the soft dancing leaves and secrets were whispered among the branches like a convention of invisible speakers, telling of rumors and prophesy. Here, a doleful king marched with a drooping head, nothing less than worry pursuing his beating heart. Escaping a ranting outlandish liChanges in the Wind c. 6
Changes in the Wind c. 5His heel spurred shoots of dust from his hind paws as he leveraged his weight. The cold swept around him like a vulture, gliding around his prey, eyes alight with the promise of a catch. Darkness closed in, its bony frail hands grasping in the eternal night, swiping with claws as fierce as white rapids. He kept on running, with every mite of strength, every vain attempt to catch air, his paws aching as if he were treading on deadly blades, fiery coals and snake's deadly venom all at once. Ghosts blotted his eyes, blinding him from direction and sense. Faces of long ago surrounded him, unrecognizable, whispering undeciphered words,Changes in the Wind c. 5
Changes in the Wind c. 4A burst of sun like a golden maiden greeting the horizon glowed across the gloomy early morning sky, casting radiant silhouettes across the land. The savannah was astir, anxiety and nervousness building up, beads of sweat rolling off of sullen brows, limbs jittery with impatience, eyes clenched in frustration, exclamations meekly floating like phantoms from subjects' mouths. The Pride Lands waited in silence, their ears victim to cries of agitation and scoring pain. The blooming sun cast long shadows against the barren, morning grounds. The yowls and excruciation echoing for miles, sounding in their ears like fog horns againChanges in the Wind c. 4
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Zira's madness9:A New Heir... Nuka watched in mild disinterest as his brother returned to the pridelands. The glare Kovu had gave him before he turned around was his cue to leave and so the lithe lion nudged his son. Kioto was hesitant, but managed to move his paws and follow Nuka back into the borderlands. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kovu returned to the rock. The first thing his eyes caught were his mother and his son. When the King walked by the two Abasi had given his father a hurt look, which Kovu promptlZira's madness9:A New Heir...
i S n a p e| Here are some of my favourite peices that I've collected into this file of awsomeness!Here, there are peices of Harry Potter, Lion King, Narnia and random art and or literature. |
| My art and creations express my pasion for TLK and Kigo. They may also reflect my love of Harry Potter and other pop culture media or novel at hand. |
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