Fantasy Art Wednesday

Get inspired with this week’s Fantasy Art Wednesday, where fun fantasy artwork is combined with a writing prompt to get your creative juices flowing.


This curious image caught my attention for today’s post. I sense no danger in the peaceful, sun drenched glade. It seems to be a place of seclusion, of meditation. I can imagine that some wise sage lives in that shabby little house built up in the tree. It has obviously been there for many years, perhaps even many ages. Is the figure in red the sage himself? Or perhaps a sentry who ensures that he can meditate in peace without being disturbed at inopportune times by those who come to seek out his wisdom.

But this is only my initial impression. Who do you think lives in this moss and vine covered tree? 

Title and Artist Unknown

 

Fantasy Art Wednesday

Get inspired with this week’s Fantasy Art Wednesday, where fun fantasy artwork is combined with a writing prompt to get your creative juices flowing.


Can you feel that frigid wind? However thick your clothes, it manages to work its way into them, stealing away precious warmth bit by bit. These mountain guards have the unenviable task of braving a shift of the watch. The wind has beaten the hems of their cloaks to shreds, and threatens to push them right over the edge of the mountain if they aren’t careful. They dare not get any closer as they peer down onto the winding road below. Are they watching for someone specific, or is this an average day on patrol that’s about to take an unexpected turn?

“The Moutain Guards” by Emmanuel Bouley

Fantasy Art Wednesday

Get inspired with this week’s Fantasy Art Wednesday, where fun fantasy artwork is combined with a writing prompt to get your creative juices flowing.


This is the kind of image fairy tales and fantasy stories are made of. The magic of the forest comes out at the heart of its depths, when there is no one around to see. Does the Green Man emerge every day, or is this a rare occurrence that only happens on special days, or when certain conditions are met? He is conversing with a mossy figure rising up from the water.  Wouldn’t you give anything to know what they are saying? I’ll bet if you listen closely enough you can find out.

“The Green Man Awakens” by Phil McDarby

 

Fantasy Art Wednesday

Get inspired with this week’s Fantasy Art Wednesday, where fun fantasy artwork is combined with a writing prompt to get your creative juices flowing.


The sun has risen upon a cool, quiet morning. Ancient trees arch overhead, their roots bulging out of the ground as if the earth isn’t  enough to contain them. Their branches have almost finished shedding for the season, leaving behind a wet, papery blanket that clings to your feet as you shuffle along the path.

The smell of damp soil and decaying leaves tickles your nose, forcing your still-sleepy senses to awaken. Through the mist, your destination gradually comes into focus, and with it your mind does as well. The sight of the twisted iron gate brings on a rush of emotion. At least you’re not alone–someone else ahead of you on the path is making the journey with you. What awaits you on the other side?

Automne by PE Travers

Automne by PE Travers

Fantasy Art Wednesday

Get inspired with this week’s Fantasy Art Wednesday, where fun fantasy artwork is combined with a writing prompt to get your creative juices flowing.


This mysterious glowing gate is hidden away in the most unlikely of places.  Stone steps curve upwards to a door that looks as if it doesn’t belong to this time or place. Surrounded by rough rock, and primitive pillars and ladders, its glow dimly illuminates the crumbling cavern which seems barren of all other life. If you could avoid the gaping holes in the floor, and wind your way up the ladders and out of this place, what would you find beyond it? Sunlight and fresh air? A dying world? Perhaps you’d be better off risking the gate and hoping there is something good on the other side. But that doorway could go absolutely anyplace. Why was it built, and who built it? Was it intended to be a simple mode of transportation, or a unique wonder? Was is built to provide a way home…or a way to escape?

"Blue Gate" by Lakehurwitz

“Blue Gate” by Lakehurwitz

Fantasy Art Wednesday

Get inspired with this week’s Fantasy Art Wednesday, where fun fantasy artwork is combined with a writing prompt to get your creative juices flowing.


Night has fallen on the old quarter of the city. Far in the distance a castle rises up to meet the moon; two equally unattainable destinations. This is, after all, the poor quarter, and I am not here by chance. Only the brazen and the rats–including the worst of human vermin–dare to emerge at night. Or the desperate, like myself. I watch the guards as they pass below, crossbows raised and ready. They’re always on edge during night patrol; a state that often leaves behind tragic consequences. I hope not to be one of them, though I am as like to find one of their arrows in my back as I am the dagger of a thief. But travel I must, to someplace far beyond this hell. Beyond even that castle in the distance. A new life, a new destiny awaits me out there, if I can but escape. There are many who would keep me here by force if they had any suspicions about my flight. I must elude them all…

"Night Over the Poor District by ortsmor

“Night Over the Poor District
by ortsmor

Fantasy Art Wednesday

Get inspired with this week’s Fantasy Art Wednesday, where fun fantasy artwork is combined with a writing prompt to get your creative juices flowing.


With cautious anticipation, the adventurer steps forward. What is he expecting to find in this open tomb? Long forgotten, the structure that once housed it is slowly being reclaimed by nature. Yet something important lies in that chest on the dais before him–at least, that is his fervent hope.

He has endured much, and traveled a very long way to get here. Large birds are the only visible guardians; still he remains alert. Surely he’s not the only one who knows of this place, though perhaps the tomb has already been picked clean by another. Will his hopes be fulfilled once he kneels down and opens the lid?  Could it be that easy? Or is there a trap waiting for him. His adventure may have only just begun…

"Into the Tombs" by Fantasy Art Engine

“Into the Tombs” by Fantasy Art Engine