Spired mountains are an unexplained mystery, seeming man-made, yet far too large to be so. There are many different myths and legends which surround them, together with a slew of superstition. Broken shards of a god's shield cast to earth after a great battle, the tombs of Angels when they die, and the like. Who really knows if any or none are true?
Two and a half hours of work, this is the first piece completed for my novel Angelus, available as a print here: [link]
I only used the default chalk brush, no round brushes, no soft brushes, just the chalk.