#heroic
“Persephone”, “Hermes” by Vera Bousiou. A modern dialogue between the two gods that were often associated with matters of the soul. The two figures were drawn in a spontaneous way, emerging straight from the unconscious mind, the mystical cave or gate of imagination and creativity. Persephone, the fruitful and the uncanny, standing for the primordial female, all embracing, element, while Hermes representing the analytical, spiritual processes, the “animus” of the artist.
Hi there, I am Sadey and I fight monsters.
It’s a family tradition that was started by my great grandfather.
My great grand father went on a quest to prove his worth to his father and in the end he killed so many monsters and won the attention he deserved.
The generations have shown that every member of my family has the same strength as the old coot and sure enough I’m just as strong as my old man.
My step dad insists that he is my dad, but I know my mom actually met my real biological father and made me. Yet I had to listen to that man’s rules and disappointment for years before I could move out and become the power house of a woman you see before you.
Now I know what you are thinking and yes, I am awesome.
I come from a long line of heroes and I’m not afraid to say that this little lady in front of you is gonna rock this world.
It was hard finding a worthy challenge, I traveled through forests and mountains for 3 years before a mountain lion found me. It wasn’t magical like my great grand pa, but it was dangerous. I fought and managed to kill it, the crunch as I finally snapped its neck will stay with me forever.
I had taken my first step into being a monster slayer, and just when I was about to go looking for a bear, I noticed some old man sitting on some rocks nearby watching me.
I demanded to know who he was, he just smiled and walked right up to me with his arms open wide. Naturally I didn’t trust him so I meant to punch him once in the chest, but he grabbed my hand as if I was a child and pulled me into a hug.
He told me how proud he was that his daughter was just as strong as her grandmother.
I knew that this was my real dad, Hector Jupitor.
I spent the next 2 years on that mountain training with my old man and learning how to hunt and identify evil creatures.
About 5 years of traveling and now I know that it’s time for me to stop wandering and time to start fighting evil under the guidance of someone who knows what they are doing.
So fear not people of Earth, a true hero stands here to save you all.
A little sketchy from my 5x8 sketchbook.
No real meaning or point to it. It just is.
the person i’m willing to sacrificefor the safety of others
is myself
this place needs a нєяσ
and by god
ɪ'ʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏɴᴇ