Request from anon based on Springtime by Pierre Auguste Cot
Drawn with microns. Colored in Autodesk Sketch mobile app.
Hades ascended in his war chariot to confront her, wreathed in shadows and flame, pulled by dark horses. The dryads of the poplar and willow trees fled before him, and the grasses shriveled to ash under obsidian hooves.
“BRIGHT LADY. I OFFER A THRONE. A KINGDOM. A CROWN. DESCEND WITH ME. RULE OVER THE HALLS OF THE DEAD”
His voice echoed with centuries of stone, his eyes bright with black flames.
Persephone eyed the tall and terrible Lord thoughtfully. “You’re scorching my violets.”
The Illustrated Hades and Persephone, Megan C. Lloyd (via thirdchildart)
“…a
chasm opened in the earth and out of it coal-black horses sprang,
drawing a chariot and driven by one who had a look of dark splendor,
majestic and beautiful and terrible. He caught her to him and held her
close. The next moment she was being borne away from the radiance of
earth in springtime to the world of the dead by the king who rules it.”