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Sahira_Art
@sahira.bsky.social
✏️🇮🇹 She/Her ✨
Illustrator, creator, hopelessly addicted to dramatic backstories~
🦉Currently working on my comic.
• Lover of birds, steampunk and feathers •
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Hi guys! I want to start using this account, and I thought the most logical thing to do was to introduce myself, since I don't think I've ever done this anywhere 🥹So...
Hi again! My name is Sarah, aka Sahira, and I'm from Italy!
I've been drawing pratically from... forever?
“Sometimes, I'm afraid to look at the sky and find the crimson again.
But I move forward.
I move forward, easing the wounds of those left alone.
I move forward, and I smile. I dress in red and I smile with a heart full of hope, against that blanket of death around me."

#dnd #oc #art #artit #dndart
December 14, 2025 at 5:25 PM
10 - Her hope was dead.
He died with her when everything went wrong.
He left her alone.
"Let me out of here. Let me out, I beg you!!!
I have a promise to keep, some forgiveness to ask for!"
That place didn't give a damn.

-From "Of a Thousand Beats of Wings"

#oc #art #artit #OfaThousandBeatsofWings
December 11, 2025 at 5:55 PM
Update of the Week!
I've finished the sketch for Morrigan's dress! She should resemble a shrike, the butcher bird that uses brambles to kill but adding dark color to the dress made it a mess. Same for the mask: if I'd made it black it would have been bad.
But I like it!
#workinprogress #dnd #oc #art
December 9, 2025 at 4:38 PM
Niroir, Jester of the Woods, was present in many fairy tales: a friend to the children, always ready to bring a smile.
But now he gifted his power to a group of terrorists known as Nemesis; a forest of thorns now stand over the innocent city of Better's Town.

#dnd #oc #art #dndart
December 7, 2025 at 4:56 PM
News of the week!
I'm finishing this! I'll probably have it published by Wednesday, not too long now.

No progress on the comic or Morrigan's dress, but once Indigo is finished, I'll try to make progress on that dress. Or at least I'll try. Eh!

#workinprogress #art #artit
December 1, 2025 at 5:31 PM
Jean-Dole is the kingdom's deadliest lancer and a legendary party-goer; today he is better known as the latter, but there are some that do not forget his role in the Massacre, which ended the war... and left thousands to die in a single, brutal battle.
#dnd #oc #art #dndart
November 30, 2025 at 5:24 PM
9 - But inevitably the toad jumped away, dripping blood and leaving a trail of ash so similar to that promise she will never keep.

Her hope gradually transformed into awareness.

-From "Of a Thousand Beats of Wings"

#oc #art #artit #OfaThousandBeatsofWings
November 27, 2025 at 5:51 PM
Here we are with the last update of the month!
This week's news is that... I haven't worked on the comic, although I still have to add the base colors to table 14. Instead, I've been trying to make some outfits for a DND masquerade ball.

#myart #wip #workinprogress #mycomics
November 24, 2025 at 8:19 PM
"A primordial command resounded. Simple. Ever true. Common to all life.
Change and survive."

#dnd #oc #art #artit #dndart
November 23, 2025 at 5:02 PM
8- When she tried to open her eyes,
she prayed that what she would see was real and not a sort of dream.
Here, even the faintest thoughts became something.
Some grass, a pond, a toad. Like the ones near her home.
Nostalgia filled the air.

-From "Of a Thousand Beats of Wings"

#oc #art #artit
November 20, 2025 at 5:13 PM
"Alone, surrounded by his uncle's secrets, the new town doctor Barasj Rotagi smirked - worry and curiosity mixing in a question that only he could hear. "What were you working on, uncle?"

#dnd #oc #art #artit #dndart
November 16, 2025 at 5:04 PM
7 - Sometimes there was only silence.
At times, the silence was filled with a disjointed drip.
Tears or blood, she didn't know,
but the dripping seemed to say: "IT'S ALL MY FAULT."

-From "Of a Thousand Beats of Wings"

#oc #art #artit #OfaThousandBeatsofWings #originalcharacter
November 13, 2025 at 4:58 PM
Morrigan's life crossed with that of Lord Oliver Carter, afflicted by a congenital disease and threatened by political forces.
She hides away with him- one of the few to know her real name - in his castle where she tries to heal the scars left upon her by all that she suffered.

#oc #art #comic #dnd
November 9, 2025 at 5:49 PM
6 - "Are you laughing at me?"
She wants to yell in his face.
"Are you laughing at her now that she can't smile anymore?!"

-From "Of a Thousand Beats of Wings"

#oc #art #artit #OfaThousandBeatsofWings #originalcharacter
November 6, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Less art today, and more... I felt like trying to work on chapter 2, so I was racking my brains over the dialogue. Damn c:

#myart #wip #workinprogress #mycomics
November 3, 2025 at 5:47 PM
Forced away from her home, Morrigan finds refuge in Lord Oliver Carter's castle. Turmoil and chaos may be brewing in the nation, but the two find a momentary peace, harmonizing to the tune of a shared affection.

#dnd #comic #oc #art #artit #originalcharacter
November 2, 2025 at 4:52 PM
5 - In those moments he came to mind.
"Suffering will always find you." He said.
“You have to learn to dance around it to survive.”
She saw him, devoured by mad flames and noisy wind.
You, traitor.

-From "Of a Thousand Beats of Wings"

#oc #art #artit #OfaThousandBeatsofWings #originalcharacter
October 30, 2025 at 7:45 PM
Quick update this week:
I'm back to base coloring Canor's panel 10, which is... a pipe dream.
This is just a small panel with a confused Wyatt but it's a single splash page so it's loaded.
It's a bit of a spoiler, so I can't show much. Back to coloring!

#CanorPlumaeCrystallis #art #oc #artit #comic
October 27, 2025 at 5:11 PM
"Morrigan raised her arm and the blades rose with it, letting out a low melody. She knew them, now. She had seen their ghosts, full of hatred and spite. Her role was that of a conductor channeling that ancient hate against her enemies.
Whoever they might be."

#dnd #oc #art #artit #dndart
October 26, 2025 at 5:40 PM
4-All of a sudden, the warmth returned.
It was panic and blood and memories.
Around her the world burned, turned upside down.
Ravenous flowers of flames enveloped her.
She felt like she was dying, over and over again.

-From "Of a Thousand Beats of Wings"

#Art #OC #dnd #inktober
October 23, 2025 at 4:11 PM
Update: In theory, this is the situation with the cursed panel.
It's too small and too dirty, and I don't like it at all as a whole. I've started working on the others, but I'm considering changing the way this one works.

I don't like it at all.

#CanorPlumaeCrystallis #art #oc #artit #comic
October 20, 2025 at 4:09 PM
"Morrigan had never been to a ball before.
She had read some books about it, and - no. Morrigan wasn't at that ball, but Penelope Leaves was. Morrigan, still, had never been. No.
She would let herself go, and maybe Morrigan and Penelope both could have some fun."

#dnd #oc #art #artit #dndart
October 19, 2025 at 7:24 PM
3 - In that sunless world something was wrong.
Him. Her hope had to be there.
He would never abandon her.
She remembered when they had gotten lost in the woods as children. Now, she was alone and surrounded by flowers.

-From "Of a Thousand Beats of Wings"

#Art #OC #dnd #inktober #Originalcharacter
October 16, 2025 at 4:29 PM
"She sought help there because the damn blades she tried to steal had come to life and fused her arm.
She had to run, but she couldn't even stand.
The smith broke her chain of thoughts.
He seemed worried.
<...Penelope> Lied Morrigan. "
#dnd #oc
October 12, 2025 at 4:07 PM
2 - Her friend was swimming in her own nightmares day and night, and she woke up every time.
Why would it be different for her?

Where is she now?

#Art #OC #dnd #inktober #ArtIt #Originalcharacter
October 9, 2025 at 4:01 PM