A rather failed attempt at a desert-themed illustration. Composition is bad (lady is far too low in frame), little contrast and hierarchy... All in all not my best. I'm still rather fond of the idea though. An idea that came about through a university assignment that I ended up not following through with. Maybe some things are not meant to happen yet. When I get better at this I'll come back to it.
She gazes across the moving sands, sifting through each memory-filled grain. There is a tension in these lands. A people living in fear, a kingdom lost waiting to be found, a hope buried under tyranny.