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After the really emotional moment he had in the train, Elijah is back on track for the last phase. He's now around Nattvik and entered, at night, a portion of the road where he's unaware of his surroundings... Too bad he didn't see the little friend behind him !

SO. Last official entry for the TWD : done ! And without lying it's now one of my favourite piece of art ever. It was a real challenge for me to draw this : between the ice, the night ambiance, the light, the SNOW, ALWAYS THE SNOW and all... I'm really super glad of the result !

ARRIVAL | PHASE 1 | PHASE 2 | INTERVIEW | TRANSPORTATION PHASE | PHASE 3 [You're here]

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The Phase 3 Team is formed by Heimdall IHS ridden by Elijah Bondeville
Country represented : France (Shown on the right side of the horse's pad)
Story :

"So cold..." Elijah mumbled in his scarf, letting his hot breath warming a bit his frozen nose. He was in the very last days of the trip and the temperature had dropped... Significantly. This, added to the fatigue of the long trip, were starting to make the old man doubt about his capacities to finish the trip. As mentionned during the interview in Obertauern, he was now reaching the limits of his age, and was paying for all those years without any horse riding practice and especially endurance rides. It was dark, cold and the old man was honestly starting to feel depressed, even though he wasn't too far of the camping spot now, just like an hour or two of riding. And then, suddenly, the reason why he chose to take his time in the morning to be sure to reach the campsite at night started. A sudden blow of green lights, gently flashing in the clear night sky, just above his head. He was lucky that despite the tall, large and kinda creepy snow walls built by the wind which were surrounding him, he was still able to see these nordic lights. "Aurora Borealis. Just seeing them is worth the cold, don't you think Heim ?" the old man asked his unexpectedly calm stallion. The horse may have been the worse to work with during the endurance trainings, he ended up revealing himself as the more reliable of the three, as Vitany promised him. He patted the Drengir's neck and took some seconds to admire the lights a bit more, while Heimdall was quietly waiting for his rider an order to move on, which came after some minutes. They were still not near the campsite, and the old man was aware from experience that the temperature will drop even more. He wanted to sleep, and in a hot tent and sleeping bag, it would be even better.

Words counter : 318 w.

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(c) NellaesArts 2024 / IvoryHillStables
Ref used : Knabstrup - Magic by Christiane Slawik
Proof of the autorisation to use her stock : Equine Photographer Copyright Rules *PROOFS ADDED*
Made on Clip Studio Paint

Description
After the really emotional moment he had in the train, Elijah is back on track for the last phase. He's now around Nattvik and entered, at night, a portion of the road where he's unaware of his surroundings... Too bad he didn't see the little friend behind him !

SO. Last official entry for the TWD : done ! And without lying it's now one of my favourite piece of art ever. It was a real challenge for me to draw this : between the ice, the night ambiance, the light, the SNOW, ALWAYS THE SNOW and all... I'm really super glad of the result !

ARRIVAL | PHASE 1 | PHASE 2 | INTERVIEW | TRANSPORTATION PHASE | PHASE 3 [You're here]

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The Phase 3 Team is formed by Heimdall IHS ridden by Elijah Bondeville
Country represented : France (Shown on the right side of the horse's pad)
Story :

"So cold..." Elijah mumbled in his scarf, letting his hot breath warming a bit his frozen nose. He was in the very last days of the trip and the temperature had dropped... Significantly. This, added to the fatigue of the long trip, were starting to make the old man doubt about his capacities to finish the trip. As mentionned during the interview in Obertauern, he was now reaching the limits of his age, and was paying for all those years without any horse riding practice and especially endurance rides. It was dark, cold and the old man was honestly starting to feel depressed, even though he wasn't too far of the camping spot now, just like an hour or two of riding. And then, suddenly, the reason why he chose to take his time in the morning to be sure to reach the campsite at night started. A sudden blow of green lights, gently flashing in the clear night sky, just above his head. He was lucky that despite the tall, large and kinda creepy snow walls built by the wind which were surrounding him, he was still able to see these nordic lights. "Aurora Borealis. Just seeing them is worth the cold, don't you think Heim ?" the old man asked his unexpectedly calm stallion. The horse may have been the worse to work with during the endurance trainings, he ended up revealing himself as the more reliable of the three, as Vitany promised him. He patted the Drengir's neck and took some seconds to admire the lights a bit more, while Heimdall was quietly waiting for his rider an order to move on, which came after some minutes. They were still not near the campsite, and the old man was aware from experience that the temperature will drop even more. He wanted to sleep, and in a hot tent and sleeping bag, it would be even better.

Words counter : 318 w.

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(c) NellaesArts 2024 / IvoryHillStables
Ref used : Knabstrup - Magic by Christiane Slawik
Proof of the autorisation to use her stock : Equine Photographer Copyright Rules *PROOFS ADDED*
Made on Clip Studio Paint