Michael Whelan
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On the back of a saddled Martian bird, John Carter flies above a barren red landscape with the horizon tilted at a steep angle. His arms are spread wide as he grips reins in one hand and a rapier in the other. Dejah Thoris has a worried expression as she holds him around his waist. The bird twists with its eyes and beak pointing in a different direction than rider, giving a disorienting change in motion. Behind flies Tars Tarkas on his own winged mount. An elegant city with tall spires and onion-shaped peaks sits in the distance framed by a huge moon. Another smaller moon hangs bright in the gray blue sky.
On the back of a saddled Martian bird, John Carter flies above a barren red landscape with the horizon tilted at a steep angle. His arms are spread wide as he grips reins in one hand and a rapier in the other. Dejah Thoris has a worried expression as she holds him around his waist. The bird twists with its eyes and beak pointing in a different direction than rider, giving a disorienting change in motion. Behind flies Tars Tarkas on his own winged mount. An elegant city with tall spires and onion-shaped peaks sits in the distance framed by a huge moon. Another smaller moon hangs bright in the gray blue sky.
On the back of a saddled Martian bird, John Carter flies above a barren red landscape with the horizon tilted at a steep angle. His arms are spread wide as he grips reins in one hand and a rapier in the other. Dejah Thoris has a worried expression as she holds him around his waist. The bird twists with its eyes and beak pointing in a different direction than rider, giving a disorienting change in motion. Behind flies Tars Tarkas on his own winged mount. An elegant city with tall spires and onion-shaped peaks sits in the distance framed by a huge moon. Another smaller moon hangs bright in the gray blue sky.
Michael Whelan
@MichaelWhelan@mastodon.art  ·  activity timestamp last week
On the back of a saddled Martian bird, John Carter flies above a barren red landscape with the horizon tilted at a steep angle. His arms are spread wide as he grips reins in one hand and a rapier in the other. Dejah Thoris has a worried expression as she holds him around his waist. The bird twists with its eyes and beak pointing in a different direction than rider, giving a disorienting change in motion. Behind flies Tars Tarkas on his own winged mount. An elegant city with tall spires and onion-shaped peaks sits in the distance framed by a huge moon. Another smaller moon hangs bright in the gray blue sky.
On the back of a saddled Martian bird, John Carter flies above a barren red landscape with the horizon tilted at a steep angle. His arms are spread wide as he grips reins in one hand and a rapier in the other. Dejah Thoris has a worried expression as she holds him around his waist. The bird twists with its eyes and beak pointing in a different direction than rider, giving a disorienting change in motion. Behind flies Tars Tarkas on his own winged mount. An elegant city with tall spires and onion-shaped peaks sits in the distance framed by a huge moon. Another smaller moon hangs bright in the gray blue sky.
On the back of a saddled Martian bird, John Carter flies above a barren red landscape with the horizon tilted at a steep angle. His arms are spread wide as he grips reins in one hand and a rapier in the other. Dejah Thoris has a worried expression as she holds him around his waist. The bird twists with its eyes and beak pointing in a different direction than rider, giving a disorienting change in motion. Behind flies Tars Tarkas on his own winged mount. An elegant city with tall spires and onion-shaped peaks sits in the distance framed by a huge moon. Another smaller moon hangs bright in the gray blue sky.
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