A princess at the edge of the cosmos …. TTRPG life🥃
a bit of a surrealist piece, a princess on the edge of the world…zoom in for detail
Her name was Selenya, though only the wind dared to speak it now. In an age of forgotten vanity, she found the moon’s pale, perfect face to be a mockery of her own fleeting beauty. With a thought that bent the heavens, she shattered the satellite, taking the largest, most luminous fragment and etching her own sublime profile upon it—a permanent, silent monument to her pride. The rest of the moon became the "Sorrowful Chain," a glittering, broken necklace of asteroids forever haunting the night.
And below, on the very ledge of the world, a princess stood watching.
The shot is from behind, a study in solitude. The ruin of the keep was her palace; the endless abyss, her garden. The chill wind whispered secrets against her skin, for she wore nothing but her own defiance. Her fiery hair was a banner, and on the small of her back, a single, silver pastie caught the starlight—a tiny, steadfast star against the landscape of her flesh. Her exposed form was not one of vulnerability, but of a raw and unadorned connection to the moment.
Then, the blue dragon.
It rose from the chasms of the world, a creature of storm and legend. Its scales were not merely blue, but the deep, resonant hue of a twilight sky just after the sun has fled, and its wings were vast, silent sails on the cosmic currents. It was not flying to confront the goddess in her celestial vanity. It was simply ascending, a force of ancient, untamed nature returning to its true home in the star-dusted deep.
The Princess of the Fallen Keep watched it go. Her stillness was a form of prayer. She was the sole witness to this sacred migration: the earth releasing a myth into the cosmos, the dragon seeking a void ungoverned by the fractured pride of goddesses.
Selenya, the Goddess in the Moon, gazed forever at her own reflection, oblivious. The blue dragon swam into the infinite, a silent, majestic secret between the princess and the universe. And on the ledge, caught between a broken heaven and a yearning earth, she stood—the quiet, human heart of it all.
Posted Nov 5, 2025, 11:49 PM UTC