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Duncan Wilson

@duncanwilson.bsky.social
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Author of Once Upon A Lane, Great River of the Abyss, and seven novellas. Pensive Poet. Rampant Reader. Annoying Alliterator. linktr.ee/DuncanWilson

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Elwyn Rain @elwynrain.bsky.social · 22/09/2026
Birds! QRP your bird art Dinosaurs counts right ?
An illustration showing an old dwarf woman riding a dinosaur. She wear brown and green clothes and his looking towards the horizon, hiding her eyes from the sun with one hand.
The dinosaur has green and yellow feathers and wait for something. Around them there are many other dinosaur, mostly
ankylosaures, and their dwarf riders. In the background, a pine forest and mountain ranges. The scene seems to take place at early morning and the ground is wet and covered with pools.
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Istrandar - Making Carnholt @istrandar.bsky.social · 19/05/2026
Video games only need to look right from one angle ! I mostly used fixed points of view and projected textures, so my game ends up looking a bit funny whenever I move the camera.
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Elwyn Rain @elwynrain.bsky.social · 16/09/2026
Thank you a lot for the artshare ! Your art is absolutely amazing !
An illustration showing an old dwarf woman riding a dinosaur. She wear brown and green clothes and his looking towards the horizon, hiding her eyes from the sun with one hand.
The dinosaur has green and yellow feathers and wait for something. Around them there are many other dinosaur, mostly
ankylosaures, and their dwarf riders. In the background, a pine forest and mountain ranges. The scene seems to take place at early morning and the ground is wet and covered with pools.An illustration showing a group of person in red cloak kneeling in front of a food covered altar. Just behind the altar stand a giant goat, looking at the salt block in the middle of the food. The scene takes place place in a mountain pass.A drawing of a small pink beholder with four tentacles, a silver medail with a dragon on it, and a fabric flower on his head. He is holding three magic books and a magical staff.An illustration showing a gorgon in white and blue dress and veil, reading a parchment, standing on top of stairs, below a stone arch.
All the stones around her is white marble.
Two banners shows azorius guild symbol.
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Si'yann_stuff @siyannstuff.bsky.social · 09/09/2026
Nothing, just a small image to fill your feed! (and tell you that the first pages of the comic will be available on saturday🤭)
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Si'yann_stuff @siyannstuff.bsky.social · 11/09/2026
Will you be here tomorrow ?
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Si'yann_stuff @siyannstuff.bsky.social · 12/09/2026
The comic is now available for everyone ! It's in french AND in English ! Welcome to France, in the 22nd century, where a lot of things have changed... but the apocalypse may not be the one you think it was👀 Read it on Globalcomix or on Mangadraft, link is in bio and in comments
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 12/09/2026
The world will last, as in the past, without demon or god or other facade of some force steering the course. We no longer need jump at shade or wind, no need to continue to pretend, There's no need for shame or to live by what ancients claim. Time to move forward and on to see what promise is yon.
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Elwyn Rain @elwynrain.bsky.social · 07/09/2026
I got some really good feedback on this one on a portfolio review recently so I reworked it accordingly and its time for a repost, all hail to the goat god it all its glory ! #art
An illustration showing a group of person in red cloak kneeling in front of a food covered altar. Just behind the altar stand a giant goat, looking at the salt block in the middle of the food. The scene takes place place in a mountain pass.
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Si'yann_stuff @siyannstuff.bsky.social · 01/09/2026
Artwork made for an art challenge with the theme "work". Took me 2 months to find an idea that fits the theme 😅
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 25/08/2026
'Ages come and ages pass, and all the wonders of old fade to dust in the endless eras beyond their building. What once was worshiped, wastes away, what once was sacred slips into silence, what was raised rusts, reduced to rubble and ruin by the technology of tomorrow, remembered only by a remnant.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 25/08/2026
'It was a wonder the city was still here, shattered as it was. They had listened to the legends of the mighty mountains and the celestial city that sat amid their peaks and set out in search of the ruins, little hoping there would be any after the eruption. Yet here it was, glorious in its decay.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 25/08/2026
The pattern is unclear, if it is a pattern at all. There is a specific substance to this soul, this system of sentience, this song of serenity and sorrow that can not be seen or felt, both a sanguine sentiment and a somber state. #Consciousness #Cognizance 1/?
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Kvacm Art | Michal Kváč @kvacm.bsky.social · 25/08/2026
Artists! Use one piece to convince people to follow you! 🔥 #train #arttrain #artshare
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 14/08/2026
'For some, the searing sun of summertime may be sublime, but not all. A few find favor in the chill caress of the winds of winter, in the solitude of snow, and the comforting caress of the cold. For these, there is no sweeter sight than morning mists in the dim dawn of the day.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 14/08/2026
'Within the shell of a dead mountain, within the walls of the earth itself, they built a city, safe and sound. No matter the raging storms of the world without, the cliffs and heights would protect those who called the city home, sheltered and secure in their own little world within the world.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 12/08/2026
'Fearsome, foesome, fiendish, and foul, the snub-nosed drake spreads its wings and roars with frightful force, sending all the small to scattering, and putting all else on guard of its formidable figure. At least, it would be so threatening were it more than a handsbreadth tall.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 12/08/2026
'They had a bit of everything and everything could be had for the right price. From the most mundane of merchandise to the fabled and forgotten, any particular item could be found for you by the crafty clerks of the archives, for the right price, and if you knew what to ask for.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 12/08/2026
'Being a child of destiny is a challenge, from fending off resentful rivals and fabled foes to roving where none but ferocious fiends have tread before, all to fulfill some ancient prophecy that predicted your prodigy so long ago. Sometimes dragons, even the mighty, are the least of your worries.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 11/08/2026
'There is a mood well known to man, where you do what little you can, where the best you can manage, is to get through life with no damage, at least no more than what you were born, feared and furious and forlorn. There is a mood we all attempt, to live a life without contempt, however it's dreamt.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 05/08/2026
There was a home once. It was filled with people, and life, and joy. Once. The people left. Now it is a house. (Poem in three parts. Part one.)
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Mike || Comms on hold until my bones are fixed @michalputo.art · 14/04/2026
#PortfolioDay! #art I'm Mike from Poland, I paint and draw in oils, graphite and digital. I'm open for commissions, both personal and commercial, I have prints and original art available. Original art and signed prints: shop.michalputo.art Prints: www.inprnt.com/gallery/mich...
Oil on canvas panel illustration. Floating woman dressed in corset and delicate dress. She's hovering among the clouds covering an old, gothic city.Oil painting on canvas panel, 50x60cm. A woman, draped in white fabric is standing on the floating staircase, her hair is glowing white. There is a portal-like doorway behind her, the interior of the portal is illuminated in yellow.Oil painting on canvas, 70x100cm. A man standing against a broken porcelain wall, he's wearing a blue fabric draped from his head, instead of his face there is a skull visible under the fabric. There is a porcelain heart visible on his chest.Oil painting on canvas. 50x70cm. A woman looking into the hand mirror. She's wearing a crocheted dress.
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 31/07/2026
'Oh little littoral lighthouse, beaming your becalming beacon beyond the bay, weathering withering waves and winds to warn the wary away, may you stand steadfast and sure upon the shore, atop the ridge of your rocky reef, aiding all who sail the seas, seeking safety among squall and storm.' #Safety
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Aaron Radney COMMISSIONS OPEN (3/7 slots left) @aaronradney.bsky.social · 31/07/2026
It always warms my heart a little bit when folks make up their own stories from my work. I'd love to see what other stories folks think up. While I always have my own tales in mind I would love to hear more of what other folks envision when they see my stuff so please feel free to riff.
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
'The world of today, and what we build for tomorrow, oft throws shadows upon the pillars of the past, letting languish what once were the pillars of our prosperity, the souls of our society. What once was a wonder can wane and waste away, forgotten, fading forever into ruin and relic.' #Antiquated
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
'Untouched, untrammeled, untamed in an age when even the furthest fields and ranges were being claimed and named by the ever enveloping encroachment of mankind. This land was yet free of such settlements, the indomitable domain of some of the other living creatures of the world.' #LetNatureBeNatural
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
'The heart is where the homeland is, or so they say when you move away. Absence makes the heart grow fonder no matter where you wander. All those you left behind, will still be there when you find that all your roads lead back to home, when there are no more paths to roam.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
'It was so strange, so absurd. She was the goddess of wild places and all natural life but her adherents worshiped her, not in old high places nor in sacred groves or streams, but in highly artificed temples, in sanctuaries of stone and silence, far from the wild world she ruled. So… unnatural….'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
'Few walk the land of the dragons. There is no need. Few creatures can live, nothing grows in this remote region and there are other routes to take. Some brave souls come every so often to challenge themselves and learn their worth. Few walk the land of the dragons, though a few fools do try.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
'The behemoth scared many when first it appeared, emerging slowly from the melting ices. Then, they thought it was dead, so slow did it move. Then, as ages wore on and no danger arose, the dragon was, adored, worshiped, and then ignored. One more benign feature of the land around them.' #Fantasy
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
'This pond was perfect. It was her everything, everything she wanted, everything she needed, everything and everywhere she had ever known or would need to know. This pond was her pristine paradise. Serene and satisfied, she swam its breadth and width. It was wild and wonderful and her whole world.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 30/07/2026
'This alien world was all too familiar. The ground beneath their feet was solid, the clouds above still drifted in an oh so familiar manner, even the gravity was nearly the same as their homeworld. Yet, without the safety of their suits this new world would kill them in an instant.' #AlienWorlds
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 29/07/2026
'The time of torpor had come. The time of light and love and laughter had long since languished, and all was barren and bereft. The time of men and monsters and even the small scurrying species that once saw this land alive had passed. The time had come for darkness and shadow and death.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 29/07/2026
'Winters wax and winters wane, every year, again and again, but every fresh frost and freeze, ever sooner did winter seize, ice and snow assailing fields, every year grew smaller yields. Someday soon, this land will wither, and winter will come and stay forever.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 29/07/2026
Every wave is a moment in motion, every second of the sun's setting is another gone forever. Ever brief, yet ever glorious, even as the hues fade away, even as the light dims and diminishes, and our vision grows grayer and graver, even then there is awe, even then there is hope. #impermanence 1/4
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 29/07/2026
'Within the land of dreaming, everyone can fly, within the midnight gleaming everyone can try, upon the clouds of slumber where all come to lie, as long as you are dreaming there's no need to cry. May this night and every night you seek respite, you sleep at peace, in grace, adrift in space.' #sleep
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 29/07/2026
'Nature is never silent but it so often seems so. No, the birds, the bugs, the small and stealthy animals can all be heard if you listen. Even the trees and grass bend in the wind and make themselves known to those with the patience of mind and love of learning to slow down, to stay still, to rest.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 29/07/2026
Where there was no house, where they found refuge despite the design, where there was but scant shelter from storm and stranger, still they still made a home.
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 29/07/2026
'A silent street. Not a sound, not a stirring, not a semblance of the storm that swept through the sky not but a night before. Naught but mist and mystery wandered this way so early in the day. A silent street and none were stirring, none but one, and that one was up too early to be up to any good.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 28/07/2026
'On the outstretched cliffs , above the rivers of mist, beyond the hiss and bite of insects and below the flight of birds, rests a withered old goat, well traveled, well fed, scarred by fights it won and lost. It rests and watches all, above and below, with a wary eye for the time of ebb and flow.'
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Soma @somartist.bsky.social · 28/06/2026
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 29/06/2026
'Oh little one weak and wild, come away, oh human child, Oh little one fond and fair, never lose your love or care, Days grow dark as I go blind, you'll need all who can be kind. Oh little one full of wonder, worry not o'er human blunder, When I fall and fade away, still there will be another day.'
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 28/04/2026
@andrefmsimoes.bsky.social has a new portfolio website, featuring many of the covers he's drawn for my #books! www.andre-simoes.com/game-art
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Game Art — André Simões
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 19/06/2026
We are but human, you and I, we are but human no matter how we try. We are but mortal kin, dreaming what could be rather than what might have been, but we are still human, you and I, we are still human, even as we try to be anything other than human. #MortalAfterAll #Poem
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 26/06/2026
Before there were stars, before there were gods, before there was naught but aught and thought, Mu knew it. Mu knew all, was all, willed all to be. Divine designer of darkest darkness, of great and not so great gods, of order and chaos and all that stood between... www.patreon.com/DuncanWilson...
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The Memoir of Mu | Duncan Wilson
Before there were stars, before there were gods, before there was naught but aught and thought, Mu knew it. Mu knew all, was all, willed all
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 19/06/2026
We are but human, you and I, we are but human no matter how we try. We are but mortal kin, dreaming what could be rather than what might have been, but we are still human, you and I, we are still human, even as we try to be anything other than human. #MortalAfterAll #Poem
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Istrandar - Making Carnholt @istrandar.bsky.social · 03/06/2026
"The woman is long gone, but the beast she became keeps her purpose. Endlessly etching the whispers of The great Ones" Five years later, and this is still one of my favorite paintings. It was a big breakthrough for me at the time. One of my first illustrations that felt like professional work.
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 12/06/2026
'The timing of the tides is the rhythm of the oceans, seeming syncopation of swell and surf crash in cacophony, breaking upon beaches, measuring the moments the moon makes its mark upon the surface of the seas. As regular as the shifting of the skies and the swirling of the stars.' #LifeGoesOn #Art
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Soma @somartist.bsky.social · 08/06/2026
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Soma @somartist.bsky.social · 06/06/2026
You can get 15% off this weekend on my prints www.inprnt.com/gallery/soma...
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Duncan Wilson @duncanwilson.bsky.social · 10/10/2025
#TheDwarfWhoFlew is a fairy tale #ComingSoon as a gorgeously #illustrated #FullColor 133 page #book #Art by @andrefmsimoes.bsky.social who is currently #CommissionsOpen
The first page of The Dwarf Who Flew by Duncan Wilson, a fairy tale #ComingSoon as a gorgeously #illustrated #FullColor 133 page #book
#Art by @andrefmsimoes.bsky.social

A painting of the dwarven village, with the various villagers going about their day, tending their gardens, mending their fences, baking bread thatching roofs, and hauling water. The titular Dwarf, a young child, is staring up into the sky, watching birds fly about with great ease. Text on the image is the opening lines of the book:

"There once was a dwarf who looked to the sky, watching the birds flit about in the heavens. Endless days and nights the lone dwarf sat on the mountaintop above his village, watching the tiny creatures of the sky weave among the clouds and swoop about the cliffs and crevasses. The other dwarves all thought him foolish, for they liked to keep their feet anchored on the ground whenever possible and saw little to admire in the lesser beasts of the air."
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