The Black Leaper soaring over the serene lakes of Chistlyn, embodying the spirit of freedom and magic.
They say that if you stand by the lakes of the Chistlyn at sunrise. Before the mist has fully lifted, before the birds dare to break the quiet you hear it.
A single, heavy exhale. Like the world itself taking a breath.
From the tree line emerges the Black Leaper. A spirit-steed older than the villages around Cannock Chase, older than the Forest Kings, older even than the Stormborne line.
Its coat is the colour of midnight after rain, slick and shifting like a storm cloud gathering its strength.
When it moves, the air warms with the scent of wet grass and pine sap. The ground trembles just enough to remind you that it is real.
Some say the Leaper was once a war horse belonging to a forgotten chieftain.
A beast so fiercely loyal that it refused to pass on when its master fell. Others whisper that it is no creature of this world at all. But a guardian born from the lake’s deepest waters, shaped from moonlight, fog, and old magic.
Whatever the truth, one thing is certain: the Black Leaper does not walk. It flies.
Witnesses speak of the thunder of hooves striking the earth for only a heartbeat. Before the creature rises, soaring over lakes and treetops in a single, impossible leap.
Many who see it feel a sudden pull in their chest . As if the horse carries every unspoken longing for freedom with it.
This artwork captures the creature in that moment between worlds. When the sun glows warm on its back, the wind twists its mane into wild ribbons. The forest watches in held breath as the guardian crosses the sky.
Some believe the Leaper appears only to those who feel trapped or lost. Others say it is a sign of protection, a reminder that the path ahead is wider than it seems.
Authors Note : Chistlyn is the Anglo Saxon name for what is now known as Cheslyn Hay.
For the artists or those interested. The drawing was drawn using Ohuhu Markers on A4 plain paper.
I wonder if the Black Leaper passed you by, what would it be urging you to run toward. Or away from?
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A vibrant illustration of a goddess character meditating. Surrounded by sunbeams and a serene atmosphere, showcasing creativity and a playful use of colors.
Meditating… Probably. I Couldn’t See.
Still waiting for my glasses, so today I attempted something peaceful: meditation.
Except I couldn’t see the paper, the markers, or the lines so this is what happened.
This piece features:
A serene goddess of “I’m Trying My Best” energy
Sunbeams shooting out like she’s powering up for battle
Purple hair because I picked up the wrong pen
A meditation pose… hopefully
The materials used was Ohuhu markers doing 90% of the work. The picture was Created on A4 paper.
I WAS squinting like a gremlin, but somehow she looks blissed out . Glowing which is more than I can say for myself.Stormborne Arts continues its No Glasses Era.🤣
If life throws a curve ball at you, don’t give up. Take time out, step back deep breathes, count to ten. Which ever form of meditation and relaxation you do to find a more manageable route to achieving your goal.
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A chaotic and bold drawing of a flaming skeletal biker confidently flipping the bird while riding into the afterlife, created with Ohuhu markers.
My glasses are still broken, so naturally I decided. “Let me draw a flaming skeletal biker flipping everyone off while riding straight into the afterlife.”
This masterpiece was created with Ohuhu markers on A4 paper, zero depth perception, and pure chaotic energy.
The biker is boldly on his way “Off to Hel” which, honestly, is a mood.Is he actually on the road? Is he drifting through a field? Is he giving directions with the wrong finger? Who knows.
I certainly couldn’t see. But somehow he turned out to be the most confident thing I’ve drawn all week. More chaos incoming when I can see again.
Created on paper with Ohuhu markers, this artwork represents the duality within the Stormborne line strength and mercy, order and rebellion. The black and red dragons entwine around the sword of destiny, symbolising the eternal balance between Drax and Dægan, two halves of the same storm.
A vibrant illustration of a skull adorned with a crown, symbolizing the enduring legacy of legends.
Painted on paper with Ohuhu markers, this work captures the balance between mortality and power. The skull of the storm-king wears its crown still, framed by the red and rose hues of memory and bloodline a symbol of how legends never truly die.
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