A snippet picture from Ellipsus on a rainbow background for Pride. The text reads:
Once this was over, he'd make it up to her. Somehow…
"What do you want?" His own voice asked. And there he was, gazing at him through a distant window in a black tee with a power button glowing pale green.
Noctis shook his head, huffing out a breath, "What the hell is going on?"
The guys had stopped attacking the closet door. In fact, he wasn't even in the storage room anymore.
He was out of time.
His breath caught in his throat as Lunafreya descended from a sky filled with miasmic clouds and Bahamut's avatars. Turned and every bit as daemonic as she'd been in the skies over Insomnia. In a flurry of miasmic feathers, Iris appeared like a smoldering seraph with eagle wings. Her face crowned by black wings and eyes too, clad in a shredded gown of feathers. Her hair floated like she was underwater, completely divorced from her movements as she settled into a martial arts stance. Like a goddess of war and discord, poised to defend her beloved queen.
"Luna!" He pleaded as she rose like a cloud of darkness, above his reach. "It's me! Please don't do this! I love you!"
Iris was suddenly right there. Noct threw himself to the ground. A fist with blackened fingertips followed by a clawed foot appearing right where his head had been.
"Iris!" He shouted, vaulting back to his feet. "Please! You're like a little sister!"
Seemingly displeased, though showing no visible emotions, the daemon Iris had become whipped her hand. A far larger version of her mother's sword stretched out from her hand.
A continuation of the previous snippet pic. The text reads:
Once this was over, he'd make it up to her. Somehow…
"What do you want?" His own voice asked. And there he was, gazing at him through a distant window in a black tee with a power button glowing pale green.
Noctis shook his head, huffing out a breath, "What the hell is going on?"
The guys had stopped attacking the closet door. In fact, he wasn't even in the storage room anymore.
He was out of time.
His breath caught in his throat as Lunafreya descended from a sky filled with miasmic clouds and Bahamut's avatars. Turned and every bit as daemonic as she'd been in the skies over Insomnia. In a flurry of miasmic feathers, Iris appeared like a smoldering seraph with eagle wings. Her face crowned by black wings and eyes too, clad in a shredded gown of feathers. Her hair floated like she was underwater, completely divorced from her movements as she settled into a martial arts stance. Like a goddess of war and discord, poised to defend her beloved queen.
"Luna!" He pleaded as she rose like a cloud of darkness, above his reach. "It's me! Please don't do this! I love you!"
Iris was suddenly right there. Noct threw himself to the ground. A fist with blackened fingertips followed by a clawed foot appearing right where his head had been.
"Iris!" He shouted, vaulting back to his feet. "Please! You're like a little sister!"
Seemingly displeased, though showing no visible emotions, the daemon Iris had become whipped her hand. A far larger version of her mother's sword stretched out from her hand.
Really proud of how this scene came out, featuring a daemonic Iris and Lunafreya. (Infinity Nikki players might catch the reference.)
This scene happens a chapter or two ahead of the current chapter (Chapter 27) in The Winding Road. #ffxv #ffxvfic #ffxvfanfic #lunoct
