Prompt: Where the winds do howl,And the sand dunes shift with each passing scowl,There lies a power, ancient and wise,The Elder Magic of the Demon Queen's guise.She walks the desert with such grace,Her hair like ice, her eyes ablaze,With power that could move the stars,And stir the land with her fierce memoirsHer power flows like the sands of the land,Unyielding and fierce, yet under command,With a flick of her wrist, she can summon a storm,Or still the winds and bring peace to the norm.Her voice echoes like a haunting melody,Calling forth spirits from realms unseen,And with her magic, she weaves a spell,That can take you to places you've never befell.The Demon Queen is feared, yet also revered,For her knowledge and power, unchallenged and clear,Her magic is old, from a time long gone,But it still holds sway, as it has for eons. Black and White painting. Savage queen.

Style: Fantasy Art