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Earth Spirit

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Fanart for the "The Boy Who Was Favored by the Spirits But Did Not Know It" by Katowisp, whose story inspired me enough to get my tablet out in the middle of my creative procastination. Here is the Earth Spirit, who was quite the challenge to draw !

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Here is a fanart made based on this description, from the 13 chapter of "The Boy Who Was Favored by the Spirits But Did Not Know It" by Katowisp. It was quite the challenge, especially for the hair! The tunics is loosely inspired by Kurdish traditionnal clothes. In pure Avatar fashion the tunic should be green, but I just... took creative liberty on that part. I might try and switch the color a bit later, for now I'm happy with the result though. 

Hope you like it Katowisp!

 

"Her skin was layered sandstone in warm, earthen bands, the kind he’d seen in cliff faces that had been standing since before his ancestors learned fire. Veins of opal ran through her like frozen lightning, catching in the sun with sudden, sharp flashes. Her eyes were the turquoise of deep desert pools, but the pupils flickered to molten silver, deep and timeless.

The tunic she wore shimmered like a heat mirage, its colors shifting with each breath, heavy with jewels—some he recognized from the Fire Nation’s own treasuries, others he had not seen before. A belt of obsidian cinched her waist, the edges so polished they threw back the light in thin, bladed gleams. Her nails glimmered with the fractured fire of tourmaline; her lips were azurite, sparkling with malachite, like ocean shallows under a storm sky.

Her hair spilled down her back in molten sheets of copper and gold, moving like something poured from a crucible. When she shifted her weight, it was the way a boulder peels from a cliff—inevitable, unstoppable. The air shuddered. The ground beneath him groaned. Dust erupted around her feet, then settled as if it had never been disturbed at all.

That is the deceit of the earth. It is constantly moving and changing, but appears eternal.

Her lidless turquoise eyes fixed on Zuko with a gaze that felt as old as the stone itself. She moved with the slowness of continents—deliberate, inevitable—except when she didn’t."

 

Earth-spirit