Bring herself to fly away...

...and she sat, on the edge of the high precipice, averting her eyes from the abyss that lay beneath her feet. The abyss that beckoned, enticing and menacing alike, whispering for her: to fly...


Model: [link]
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Wings: [link]
Hair: [link]
Jewellery/Accessories: [link] , [link]
Brushes: [link] , [link]

A few painted details, thanks to my Wacom tablet.