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Comment from Nathan Partridge
Let me just say right out the gate that I do not know the artist did not ask permission was only inspired by the title and the content of their arts and decided to write a story based upon what my imagination drew from that image.
Certainly, a concise title could be:
**"Elara and the Magical Pencil of FLYBOBROV"**
**Chapter 1: The Artist's Awakening**
In the mystical realm of Veridia, where nature itself whispered secrets in every rustling leaf and babbling brook, life unfurled with the grace of a pencil upon parchment. This world, a breathtaking tapestry of emerald forests, glistening lakes, and enchanted creatures, was a masterpiece waiting to be discovered. Each dawn heralded a symphony of colors, as the sky painted the horizon in hues beyond imagination.
Elara, a virtuoso of creativity, began her days as the sun's first rays caressed the petals of Veridia's unique flora. Her raven-black hair cascaded like a waterfall of ink down her back, mirroring the fluid strokes she created with her most treasured possessionâ?"the Magical Pencil of FLYBOBROV. Her porcelain features bore the secrets of her heart, a canvas onto which her emotions painted a vivid story of yearning and determination.
Within her secluded cottage, nestled amidst ancient trees, her studio pulsed with the promise of inspiration. The Magical Pencil, a relic that linked her existence to a lineage buried deep within Veridia's mystical tapestry, rested at the heart of her creative sanctuary.
This enchanted pencil transcended mere artistry. It was a vessel for the heart's desires of an artistic luminary like Elara. With every meticulously chosen line, she whispered incantations into her art, invoking the ancient magicka passed down from FLYBOBROV. With each stroke, she wove life and vitality into her sketches, beckoning the very essence of the artist's soul to take form.
It was more than an instrument; it was a portal to her imagination. With it, she invoked the spirits of her lineage, conducting a symphony of colors and enchantments that birthed worlds. Each sketch was a dance of the arcane, a connection to her forebears, and a bridge to a realm where true artisans and artificers thrived.
One tranquil morning, bathed in the soft radiance of dawn, Elara stood before a mirrorâ?"an ancient artifact that served as a conduit to her ancestral lineage. Her voice, carrying echoes of generations, intoned an incantation that bound her to their magic. The mirror shimmered, revealing faces filled with longing, mirroring her own.
With her art, she embarked on a quest to bridge the divide between her world and the one her ancestors had known. Each stroke of the Magical Pencil was a declaration of her heart's desire, a whisper that brought her visions to life on paper, infused with the life essence of FLYBOBROV and the ancient magicka of Veridia's true artisans.
As the world around her stirred to life, the air was fragrant with the scents of honeysuckle and moss, a prelude to the day's mysteries. Birds serenaded the morning, weaving their melodies into the very fabric of Veridia. Leaves sparkled like emerald gems, and ancient trees stood as sentinels, their gnarled branches bearing witness to centuries of stories.
At the edge of the tranquil glade that encircled her cottage, Luna, her ebony mare, awaited. With the Magical Pencil clutched in her hand, Elara conjured a portalâ?"a sketch that breathed with life. Luna emerged, her obsidian coat shimmering in the gentle morning light, embodying the very magic of the pencil itself.
From the depths of the surrounding forest, Luna emerged, her hoofbeats a rhythmic heartbeat in the sylvan landscape. The forest, an emerald sanctuary, cradled secrets within its ancient boughs. Towering trees, like guardians of time, cast dappled shadows upon the forest floor, where moss-clad stones held stories of their own. A symphony of scentsâ?"earth, moss, and the distant fragrance of blooming wildflowersâ?"permeated the air. Creatures unseen added to the enchantment, their calls an echo of the untamed world.
In this moment, artist and muse converged, and the ordinary world faded into the background. The connection between creator and creation became palpable, and Veridia's enchantment revealed itself in all its resplendent glory.
But as Elara embarked on her quest to bridge the realms through her art, she had yet to fathom the trials that lay ahead. Her destiny teetered on the edge of uncertainty, and each stroke of her Magical Pencil held the promise of connection and the secrets of the world crafted by FLYBOBROV's hand.
Her thoughts raced as she contemplated the enormity of her task. Could she truly be the bridge between her world and the one her ancestors had known? Doubts crept in, like shadows cast by the ancient trees.
But she couldn't turn back now, not when Veridia's very existence depended on her. She believed in the power of her art, in the legacy of FLYBOBROV, and in the magic that flowed through her veins.
As the morning sun bathed the world in golden light, Elara felt a sudden disturbance, a shiver down her spine. Shadows, darker than the depths of the forest, emerged from the trees. They swirled like a tempest, coalescing into a menacing figureâ?"a being of malevolent magic, a harbinger of peril.
Fear gripped her heart, but she clutched her Magical Pencil tighter. She couldn't let fear paralyze her. Her ancestors had faced challenges, and now it was her turn.
With determination burning in her eyes, Elara stepped forward, ready to confront the darkness that threatened to engulf Veridia. The destiny she had always felt tugging at her heart was now a tangible, daunting reality.
reply by the author on 07-Sep-2023
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Let me just say right out the gate that I do not know the artist did not ask permission was only inspired by the title and the content of their arts and decided to write a story based upon what my imagination drew from that image.
Certainly, a concise title could be:
**"Elara and the Magical Pencil of FLYBOBROV"**
**Chapter 1: The Artist's Awakening**
In the mystical realm of Veridia, where nature itself whispered secrets in every rustling leaf and babbling brook, life unfurled with the grace of a pencil upon parchment. This world, a breathtaking tapestry of emerald forests, glistening lakes, and enchanted creatures, was a masterpiece waiting to be discovered. Each dawn heralded a symphony of colors, as the sky painted the horizon in hues beyond imagination.
Elara, a virtuoso of creativity, began her days as the sun's first rays caressed the petals of Veridia's unique flora. Her raven-black hair cascaded like a waterfall of ink down her back, mirroring the fluid strokes she created with her most treasured possessionâ?"the Magical Pencil of FLYBOBROV. Her porcelain features bore the secrets of her heart, a canvas onto which her emotions painted a vivid story of yearning and determination.
Within her secluded cottage, nestled amidst ancient trees, her studio pulsed with the promise of inspiration. The Magical Pencil, a relic that linked her existence to a lineage buried deep within Veridia's mystical tapestry, rested at the heart of her creative sanctuary.
This enchanted pencil transcended mere artistry. It was a vessel for the heart's desires of an artistic luminary like Elara. With every meticulously chosen line, she whispered incantations into her art, invoking the ancient magicka passed down from FLYBOBROV. With each stroke, she wove life and vitality into her sketches, beckoning the very essence of the artist's soul to take form.
It was more than an instrument; it was a portal to her imagination. With it, she invoked the spirits of her lineage, conducting a symphony of colors and enchantments that birthed worlds. Each sketch was a dance of the arcane, a connection to her forebears, and a bridge to a realm where true artisans and artificers thrived.
One tranquil morning, bathed in the soft radiance of dawn, Elara stood before a mirrorâ?"an ancient artifact that served as a conduit to her ancestral lineage. Her voice, carrying echoes of generations, intoned an incantation that bound her to their magic. The mirror shimmered, revealing faces filled with longing, mirroring her own.
With her art, she embarked on a quest to bridge the divide between her world and the one her ancestors had known. Each stroke of the Magical Pencil was a declaration of her heart's desire, a whisper that brought her visions to life on paper, infused with the life essence of FLYBOBROV and the ancient magicka of Veridia's true artisans.
As the world around her stirred to life, the air was fragrant with the scents of honeysuckle and moss, a prelude to the day's mysteries. Birds serenaded the morning, weaving their melodies into the very fabric of Veridia. Leaves sparkled like emerald gems, and ancient trees stood as sentinels, their gnarled branches bearing witness to centuries of stories.
At the edge of the tranquil glade that encircled her cottage, Luna, her ebony mare, awaited. With the Magical Pencil clutched in her hand, Elara conjured a portalâ?"a sketch that breathed with life. Luna emerged, her obsidian coat shimmering in the gentle morning light, embodying the very magic of the pencil itself.
From the depths of the surrounding forest, Luna emerged, her hoofbeats a rhythmic heartbeat in the sylvan landscape. The forest, an emerald sanctuary, cradled secrets within its ancient boughs. Towering trees, like guardians of time, cast dappled shadows upon the forest floor, where moss-clad stones held stories of their own. A symphony of scentsâ?"earth, moss, and the distant fragrance of blooming wildflowersâ?"permeated the air. Creatures unseen added to the enchantment, their calls an echo of the untamed world.
In this moment, artist and muse converged, and the ordinary world faded into the background. The connection between creator and creation became palpable, and Veridia's enchantment revealed itself in all its resplendent glory.
But as Elara embarked on her quest to bridge the realms through her art, she had yet to fathom the trials that lay ahead. Her destiny teetered on the edge of uncertainty, and each stroke of her Magical Pencil held the promise of connection and the secrets of the world crafted by FLYBOBROV's hand.
Her thoughts raced as she contemplated the enormity of her task. Could she truly be the bridge between her world and the one her ancestors had known? Doubts crept in, like shadows cast by the ancient trees.
But she couldn't turn back now, not when Veridia's very existence depended on her. She believed in the power of her art, in the legacy of FLYBOBROV, and in the magic that flowed through her veins.
As the morning sun bathed the world in golden light, Elara felt a sudden disturbance, a shiver down her spine. Shadows, darker than the depths of the forest, emerged from the trees. They swirled like a tempest, coalescing into a menacing figureâ?"a being of malevolent magic, a harbinger of peril.
Fear gripped her heart, but she clutched her Magical Pencil tighter. She couldn't let fear paralyze her. Her ancestors had faced challenges, and now it was her turn.
With determination burning in her eyes, Elara stepped forward, ready to confront the darkness that threatened to engulf Veridia. The destiny she had always felt tugging at her heart was now a tangible, daunting reality.
Comment Written 07-Sep-2023
reply by the author on 07-Sep-2023
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I'll admit that well over a decade of reviews but never quite like this. You did well with story And kept the reader interested all the way to the end. Kudos for you! There some things I'll mention..I'm not an artist..not like these guys here. I'm a cartoonist and illustrator. See these artists express themselves in whatever medium they use..me as a cartoonist I tell stories. Even if it is just one cartoon skit. Same thing when I'm illustrating a story to tell. You could see an
Comment from Reganato
unique concept of an illustration of an artist illustrating a portrait...both artists, MK and Fly are brilliant and this piece is a celebration of both individuals...bravo and thanks for sharing
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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unique concept of an illustration of an artist illustrating a portrait...both artists, MK and Fly are brilliant and this piece is a celebration of both individuals...bravo and thanks for sharing
Comment Written 01-Apr-2014
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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thanks bro for the great review
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thanks for the great review
Comment from shiloh106
I really haven't seen much of his work, but you inspired to look him up and you are so right AMAZING. This is so fun. I love that Mr. Monkey (you) are so tiny in this one very cute. Great composition. Nice tribute.
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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I really haven't seen much of his work, but you inspired to look him up and you are so right AMAZING. This is so fun. I love that Mr. Monkey (you) are so tiny in this one very cute. Great composition. Nice tribute.
Comment Written 31-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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thanks for the great review
Comment from Snopaw
Excellent work Mark!!
Your humor is wonderful and always appreciated to give us a chuckle, especially around here on a rainy day :)
Amazing to me that you have gotten the sketch of the face so very fine and pencil appearing :)
Well done, yet again :)
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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Excellent work Mark!!
Your humor is wonderful and always appreciated to give us a chuckle, especially around here on a rainy day :)
Amazing to me that you have gotten the sketch of the face so very fine and pencil appearing :)
Well done, yet again :)
Comment Written 31-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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thanks for the great review
Comment from suenethery
How did I miss this one. Lol. I like the whole composition. I like the creativity and imagination. Bravo again my friend. Thanks for sharing.
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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How did I miss this one. Lol. I like the whole composition. I like the creativity and imagination. Bravo again my friend. Thanks for sharing.
Comment Written 31-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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thanks for the great review
Comment from BryanOldfield
Couldn't believe I hadn't seen this, then realised it was posted in Sept, when I was not checking the site much.
Great job! love the way you've done this, great technique and great work. B
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reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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Couldn't believe I hadn't seen this, then realised it was posted in Sept, when I was not checking the site much.
Great job! love the way you've done this, great technique and great work. B
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Comment Written 31-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 03-Apr-2014
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thanks for the great review
Comment from ABG Photography
You crack me up. I always look forward to your "next victim." Love the expression on the monkey and the thumbs up. Nice color and caricature.
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2013
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You crack me up. I always look forward to your "next victim." Love the expression on the monkey and the thumbs up. Nice color and caricature.
Comment Written 21-Sep-2013
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2013
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im the monkey..wink..thanks for the great review!
Comment from Alveria
Such a nice tribute. I love his work as well. I like how your style and at times, your humor comes through in all your tributes. Great job! :)
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2013
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Such a nice tribute. I love his work as well. I like how your style and at times, your humor comes through in all your tributes. Great job! :)
Comment Written 20-Sep-2013
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2013
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thanks for the great review
Comment from Jean A Cormier
So far behind, but trying to comment on all! Yes, agreed about Bob, he can certainly do magic with the pencil! I love this tribute, the little Mark monkey peering around the paper and the simple hand and pencil! Again, your wonderful creativity and excellent illustration skills make this another winner! Sorry I don't have any 6's! Jean
reply by the author on 20-Sep-2013
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So far behind, but trying to comment on all! Yes, agreed about Bob, he can certainly do magic with the pencil! I love this tribute, the little Mark monkey peering around the paper and the simple hand and pencil! Again, your wonderful creativity and excellent illustration skills make this another winner! Sorry I don't have any 6's! Jean
Comment Written 19-Sep-2013
reply by the author on 20-Sep-2013
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thanks jean! welcome back! hope u had a wonderful honeymoon! thanks for the excellent review!
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Ah, thanks, yes and I have a marvelous guy who creatively 'gets' me.!
Comment from Mr Jones
such a brilliant tribute and a wonderful concept. you have such a wonderful imagination and the way you are able to translate this into a work is most joyful and pleasing. floy is a great artist and specializes in pencil. he will me most proud of this.
reply by the author on 20-Sep-2013
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such a brilliant tribute and a wonderful concept. you have such a wonderful imagination and the way you are able to translate this into a work is most joyful and pleasing. floy is a great artist and specializes in pencil. he will me most proud of this.
Comment Written 19-Sep-2013
reply by the author on 20-Sep-2013
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he loved it and got more coming bro! thanks for the great review!