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This is a fully posable, one of a kind, dragon. The head and feet are completely hand sculpted and attached to a posable, wire skeleton. The skeleton is then wrapped with batting and the fur is sewn around to be very soft. The clay parts were painted with acrylics and then sealed. The wings are also fully posable!
Finally got a pic of this guy uploaded. He has been done for months//shot. I just never got around to posting.
This is my first and right now my only art doll. I do plan on making more once I have the time. Right now Im swarmed with college stuff so thats why I havent been active. Also since this was my first, there are alot of things wrong with it :/ Which makes me sad but It cant be helped and hopefully I can fix some of it when I have the time (mostly getting the front paws to stay attached)
comments are appreciated.
Multiple shots- xthe-royal-dragonx.deviantart.…
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not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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