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Hey everyone, I’m still working on this next two page spread for Humanity Lost, it’s a crowded market scene with a lot of depth and I just keep adding more and more details, but I think you’ll agree that it was worth it in the end when I finally get to show you it.

So that you have something to read and look at whist I’m working on that, I figured I’d share a little more from my fantasy book titled Concavia with you. This is a demonstration page from the opening poem of the book. The alliterative verse poem tells the reader about the creation of the world and how the many gods, Alves & Albes, Dwalves and creatures of the world came to be. It also tells of the rise and fall of civilisation and of the great flood.

Here is the full text for part one:

The Golden Age I

Lo! Learn ye of time long ere passed.

Hear tell of the coming of the divine twins.

Let ye learn of Leuada, who casts the light.

Twin of Támhas, the dark and tenebrous.

Now I will well relate wise words of the genesis.

Of old was the age when the first ones were alone.

Leuada and Támhas were yet to attain appearance.

For they had not yet form, the first gods twain.

Light did Leuada let fly upon the lingering deep.

He shot his radiant shafts like a hail of holy arrows.

From the fathomless void Támhas was told apart.

The twain divines did embrace twixt the depths.

‘Twas the earliest friendship ere that ever was.

Almost too terrible is it to mention what ‘twas to be.

Times were good, but the gods lacked ground to tread.

Sea nor shade of trees nor sandy beaches was there.

Rocks nor roaming deer nor rolling waves was there.

Curving Concavia, nor cloudy heavens had come.

The ever-present Ether was all of existence.

In the eternal Ether elusive and not evident,

Was it for both to wonder, who was above,

Who was below and where their stations were.

They enthused to look upon each other as equals.

So the clever celestials created Gelh, the ring world.

Hovering twixt the hoop, Gelh haloed round them.

Aureate wheel-world, so golden, so wonderful.

Their toes touched the golden sands of Gelh.

Goodly didst the gods gaze eye to eye, equals.

Ages nine they accrued at perfect ataraxy.

Till Támhas with sand and the spit of his tongue,

Formed the first female, Mehter most fair.

Mehter had not spirit, and she had not sense.

She had not heat, and she had not goodly hue.

She was without fate, she was without might.

‘Twas ‘cause of this that Támhas went to Leuada.

Leuada looked upon Támhas’ labour of love.

He fell besotted, passion beating in his breast.         

Then love-struck Leuada smooched the lady.

Envy entered the world as Támhas eyed them.

With Leuada’s loving kiss, spirit filled her lungs.

He graced her with heat, sense, and goodly hue.

“May Mehter be thy name,” spake mighty Leuada.

Endearment Mehter extended to the effulgent lord.

The earliest engagement and elopement they had.

Longtime they lingered a great length from Támhas.

Leuada concealed them; he cast a cloak of brilliance.

Mehter was a maid no more; she madeth her virtue his.

That fertile goddess flaunted splendid fecundity forsooth.

She bore unto Leuada sons two, three daughters thereafter.

“Buxom, beautiful goddess, what fruitfulness you boast!”

So he spake lovingly to her, showering her with high praise.              

Their two sons were named Duneos, lord of the broad sky.

Woodir, king of the watery deep. Would you know yet more?

The other tot’s titles were, Firalah, who shall never be tamed.

Gorgeous huntress, goddess of all animals great and small.

Her twin is titled, Florawah. She brings onlookers tranquility.

Lady over floral life, of things that sprout from the fertile soil.

Of the firstborn, omitted not shall Swoma be, nor overlooked.

Lady of sleep, semblance, saprophytes, and spoilage of life.

Hark! Title heroine shalln’t be hers, for she bore horrors onto all.

Though I shall not relate that here, for in time the tale will be told.

Támhas knew not of the nativity nor that they were newly wed.

Leuada’s luminosity concealed their love-life, liaison, and goings-on.

Gone to the far side of Gelh, green-eyed Támhas grudged alone.

When one day Támhas spied that Leuada’s light had left Mehter.

Leuada made away with the kids so Mehter could lull from mothering.

‘Twas then that Támhas travelled to the unaccompanied Mehter.

He told of how he was her creator and bade her give him her love.

Unluckily, his love went unrequited, so unholy Támhas took her.

Shrill screams alerted Leuada to the shocking sight of sin.

The rage of Leuada roiled then, an overawing roar resounded!

Ne’er had there been such rage, rage at the rape of his dearest.

Such perfidy, such betrayal, to bring vice into so pure a place.

Woe that such wretchedness should tarnish the wonderful Gelh.

Mournful am I now to recount a memorial tale of such misery.

That repugnant god Támhas. Oh, rapacious ravager, Támhas!

Leuada meted Támhas out, terrified, the twin shrank back.

The radiant god was persuant, inexorable punishment followed.

“Flee not, face me and fight!” Spake forth lustrous Leuada.

“What wrongdoing hast I done? What would bring my twin

To seek to wreak upon me such wicked and woeful doom?”

So retorted revolting Támhas, but Leuada did not relent pursuit.

“You despoiled my woman.” Didst declare judicious Leuada.

“What erroneous claims!” Said caustic Támhas, continuing.

“Twas me that conjured lady Mehter with mine own spit!

Mehter is mine own making, rendering you as the mugger!”

Leuada disrupted the debate, “Our dispute is at a deadlock;

this discord must be settled by dint of most deadly duel.”

In perfect stride, they went, no obstacle causing strife.

For a great height above Gelh’s ground, their march.

Passive air upbore their nimble yet powerful tread.

As in later ages wherein aviary beasts array on wing.

A lightfast stroke, Leuada lifted lofty on high.

Which nary hung, but so swift with tempest smote.

So fast was it that sight nor motion of swiftness of thought.

Could’ve prevented, nay, perceived to intercept that punch.

The pound percussed around all the province of Gelh.

It separated Támhas’ soul from form; it was so supreme.

Leuada bid his family to mould Támhas’ soulless form.

From it, they fashioned a firmament, to oust twin forever.

Formless twin floundered; he could not find a way back in.

They called this firmament Concavia; hence, the world came.

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Comments

Erika Spooner

Are there dragons or stuff like that in Concavia? This isn't related but do you think a more bat-like design would be great for a dragon-like creature? You might accidently make them cute though.

CallumStephenDiggle

There are indeed dragons in Concavia, however they’re more like traditional mythical Dragons than some of the spec-evo dragons you’ve seen online. The Dragons in Concavia are magical coiling serpents with fan like wings and little legs spaced far apart. I’ve actually already drawn one, I’ll show it off sometime. Here’s a little extract from the book describing one for now: Then they saw it, a tremendous coiling mass whomping and whirling through the forest. The flickering of ferocious bright eyes, the twitching of restless spearlike wing tips, the rippling of muscles under its scales was like a storm besetting upon a lake, striking pure dread into the hearts of the onlookers. The sheer energy contained within this mighty beast was unlike any living thing that walked Concavia. Nay, this was no mere beast, it was a land spirit. A land spirit whom was only summoned from the collective unconscious of the animals and plants when all other warnings had gone unheeded. Embers spluttered out haphazardly from scales up and down its serpentine bulk as it writhed hither and thither. The very ground before its great long snout was charred and all the plant life singed as hot breath beat down upon it, billowing out from betwixt its grate-like teeth as though from a raging furnace. The mind could not imagine such a relentless thing resting, not even for a moment. It was an echo of the primordial Mehter’s final commandment, it was the divine aspect of fire made manifest. It was a Dragon. Heh, a bat-like dragon could make a good design, I’m partial to a more snake like dragon myself. I feel it’s more classical looking and I like that. If you look at the oldest depictions of dragons they’re very wyrmy and I feel it gives them an air of authenticity.

CallumStephenDiggle

Thank you Gabu, there will be many more like it in the book itself! My plan is to have an illustration every few pages depicting a major moment from the scenes described.