Inktober's Scorched prompt's a weird mix of D&D and Skyrim fanart. It's the third illustration I've done involving fire. My young pyro self's having a blast (eh? ehh?). The poem is inspired by those destructive relationships sprinkled with some nerdiness, 'cuz why not? Below is the transcription:
rear your head back,
bathe me in flames.
claw at my scorched
chest and devour my
guts.
listen to my faint
whispers, hear how
my last breath still
carries our eternal
love, into your
draconic mouth.
feed on me.
'Scorched'
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