Mythical Inspiration [Paradox]

@"Paradox"

Argya slowly opened her eyes, allowing the sunlight to fill them as she looked at the sky. She had found this perfect spot to rest, this rocky ledge that as like…2 meters over the ground? Something between those lines. Yeah, she knew that she was dragging a bit of attention, but with so many mythical creatures in these islands, walking around without even giving two glances to the people around them, who didn’t? It wasn’t like if anyone was paying special attention to her, or at least she hadn’t noticed. Most people just shoot a glance at her before keep walking and never look at her again.

The gentle morning breeze played with her silver fur a bit. She was just lying down calmly, her powerful talons gripping the border of the rock, though she kept her claws sheathed, no need to try to dig them in the rock. Yeah, they were resistant as a diamond, so she wasn’t afraid about them losing their razor sharp proprieties, but she simply didn’t saw a true reason to do it. Her wings were loosely folded against her body and her finned tail hung limp at the side of her body. Even when resting she couldn’t help but look majestic, it wasn’t really her intention, but let’s be honest, who didn’t saw a bjartskular, a species that resembles so closely an unusually elegant and slender western dragon, and thought that it was a magnificent creature.

She was lucky though, her species had guarded their secrets so furiously since the humans betrayed them during their Middle Ages that the records of their existence had become almost completely inexistent and so, nobody knew about the colors that they owned and what they meant. In other words, she was able to be in her true form in the middle of a public place like this with nobody even suspecting that she was a princess. The perfect situation indeed.

@"Paradox"

Argya noticed some movement and moved her head just enough to look at the human girl looking back at her, her calm eyes meeting her curious ones as she walked closer to her. She couldn’t help but smile a bit when the girl’s words reached her ears. She lowered her head a bit to be in a more comfortable position while looking at the girl “May I help you with something?” She asked gently, her tail flicking only a bit.

She may not be the most powerful creature around, nor the smartest, but after watching at the girl this closely she could tell that she wasn’t a creature or spirit of what most humans would call the fantasy world, actually, she was indeed a human. This was what dragged her attention the most, as crossing paths with a common human in this islands was just as rare as crossing paths with a magical creature in the middle of a densely populated human city.

Luckily for the human, she wasn’t one of those bjartskulars that still felt betrayed by the human race after the famous 'Betrayal of the Shining Armors', where the humans started to either kill or enslave any bjartskular that they could find after they shared some knowledge with them. Actually it was thanks to them that she decided to leave her home and follow her own path in this life against all what her parents told her.

“Mind if I ask why you are around here? My intentions aren’t to make you feel uncomfortable, I’m just curious. You’re the first human that I see around these islands” She tilted her head a bit before standing up and jumping off the rock where she had been resting until now with feline grace. She knew that she still was a bit big against this human, and if she proved to be bothered by the difference of sizes she could simply transform into her human form or make herself a bit smaller so they could be on par with each other.

@"Paradox"

Oh, art the most beautiful creation of the human race. Yeah, bjartskulars were completely capable of art too, but it wasn’t until humans came and showed them how beautiful could the art be that they started to grow sincerely interested in it. Until then they had been only focusing on the gathering of knowledge and exploring the unknown fields of science to know how the world worked, artists were extremely weird and not always well received. Now artists were a lot more common and you could see them fusing the great knowledge of the bjartskular race with the purest form of art to give birth to all kinds of beautiful work.

Being between the lucky ones that were born just in time to interact with humans and learn about art, Argya couldn’t help but feel extremely interested and fascinated by it, she never thought that she would be the inspiration to one of said master pieces. She immediately nodded “There is no need to ask for permission, it should be a sin to let the inspiration go to waste for such trivialities. I would feel honored to see your work” She smiled, looking at the human’s bag “My name is Argya by the way. Mind if I ask your’s?”.

@"Paradox"

Argya looked at the sketch, she either had been still for longer than she originally thought or the human could draw quite fast. Hmm, she liked the detail, yes, yes, it was pretty nice. She never had been good at drawing, and that’s why she decided to go for music instead, an artistic area where she was a lot better.

“I like it, you have a gift” She said with a pleased smile, nodding a bit in approval “Are you planning on adding color of this is the final outcome?” She had heard of people and other creatures with artistic gifts liking to leave their work unfinished or just sketched for one reason or another. She approved this option completely, everyone was free to decide how they wanted to see their work at the end and nobody should mess with that kind of stuff.

Her neck was starting to hurt, having it lowered like this wasn’t natural. She decided to shrink herself to be just at the same height as the human, a faint silver glow enveloping her as she did, allowing to know that she was using her power. Like if it wasn’t obvious enough. Once she was done she stretched her neck a bit, a lot more comfortable now that she could talk to Eve without forcing her neck into unnatural positions.

@"Paradox"

Argya smiled and nodded, she was starting to like this girl “Following your dreams and finding your own path, far from what the rest want from you, is something that everyone should try to do. It took me many years to realize that myself, but I’m glad that I did so in time” It was obvious that Argya would always stand at the side of those who decided to risk everything to follow their dreams as she could easily relate to them. As a princess she had everything she could want or need, but she still decided to let go of this safe position that so many people would wish just to follow her dreams and find her true path.

“I’m fairly new around here, that’s probably why you hadn’t seen me around. And to be honest with you this is my second time on the park. My first one was during a picnic made by the academy” She wondered how the sketch would look once it was finished and fully colored “Would you come back around here when you finish the painting? I would surely love to see it” She actually would love to see her actually painting it, but she knew that most people wouldn’t like to let an stranger enter to their house, even less watch them work, so she didn’t want to just drop that info on her and make her feel uncomfortable.