I told you I was making sad-ish art stuffs...

When colored, IF ever colored. The woman there will be ghostly looking as intended. As you can tell, this was inspired by a thought, it's not fully realized I guess. Who knows, maybe I'll redraw it to make more sense.

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"When I feel I've found you, you turn your back on me," he spoke softly to the spirit before him. "Why do you run and hide from me? Why do you not stay by my side? What have I done, I'm so sorry whatever it is."

"Gentle one, you only think you've found me but you haven't. I await you in the warm spring fields where the sun shines crystal clear. I watch the skies awaiting bright blue wings to crest the horizon. I long to see you play in the skies, and take me with you upon your back to dance amongst the stars and lay in the silken clouds." The woman softly sighed while holding his muzzle. Her words came in the gentle breeze that followed, "You will find me love, that time of joy will come."

A stream of tears twisted down scaly valleys, "My soul is tormented without you here..."

"But I am," she interupted, "spiritually." Her hand glided down the lip of his mouth and back. "Do not give up hope, please," she pleaded. "You must not despair, wash away your pains and temper your lustful desires. When you are ready, you will stumble across my fields and we will be together then." She paused a moment, looking up into one of the dragon's glassy eyes as tears rippled over the surface. "You must stop chasing those deer you so enjoy! They only last once, hmm?" Her tone sweetened and her mouth quirked into a grin, "and you will find me far more desirable than any deer you've chased before. We'll complete one another in more ways than you can imagine. Patience, gentle soul, patience."

He stood there shaking. His eyes shut sending a wave of tears down his nose. She was only a ghost, but he longed for her touch and his nose twitched hoping for a hint of her flowery scent. In a shaky tone, "Love, I will try. It is so hard without you here. So lonely."

She smiled and rest her head against the giants muzzle once more, stroking her hand about the rim of his nostril. "You're not alone, never alone no matter how dark the moment might seem. I'm in your thoughts and soul, and half yours are with me. Be strong, my gentle giant. Do not give up and keep your heart open, you will find me I swear it." Her words washed away in the passing breeze as did her cloudy form. "You, will, find me. Spread your wings, and find me."

The absence of her presence was to much yet again and he collapsed to the floor. Many deep breathes ensued to come over the empty feeling within him and he sniffed where the spirit comforted him. He soon tucked his head under a leathery wing after a final huff, and let dreams carry him where ever they might go.