DAZ 598 or Ghost rider by miwi

Prime Members Gallery • Fantasy • posted on Nov 07, 2019

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Hell-horse by http://freedom-of-art.ucoz.com Hello my friends, your comments are always very much appreciated. Take care, have a nice day, Michael.

Comments (30)

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goldie

6:18PM | Thu, 07 November 2019

I'm a big fan of Summoner...you have done his "horse" justice, Michael...the monstrous rider looks quite in control of this beast...super scene and render.

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rhol_figament

8:59PM | Thu, 07 November 2019

Like a bat out of hell...

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ontar1

9:13PM | Thu, 07 November 2019

Fantastic scene and character!

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RodS

10:41PM | Thu, 07 November 2019

Wow! That's wicked cool! Excellent work!

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eekdog

10:57PM | Thu, 07 November 2019

Ghost riders in the sky song. Cool armor.

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Saby55

11:35PM | Thu, 07 November 2019

Fantastically well done !!!👏👍🖐

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mtdana

11:55PM | Thu, 07 November 2019

Amazing armor - nicely done!!!

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byteline

12:29AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Excellent done!

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aqua1955

1:29AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Nice work

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NobbyC

1:29AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Great image!!!

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starship64

1:42AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Nicely done.

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Kordouane

2:01AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Very nice fantasy scene well made

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Jean_C

2:05AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Very well made hellish scene!

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OkrimSlava

4:13AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Stunning!

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Koala44

6:45AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Very good job,

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UteBigSmile

6:56AM | Fri, 08 November 2019

Klasse Michi!!

"Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind? Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind; er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm, er fasst ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.

Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht? - Siehst Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht? Den Erlenkönig mit Kron' und Schweif? - Mein Sohn, es ist ein Nebelstreif!"

Dem Vater grauset's, er reitet geschwind, er hält in Armen das ächzende Kind, erreicht den Hof mit Mühe und Not; in seinen Armen das Kind war tot.

Sorry, das ist ja vom Schimmelreiter!