The Fall of Icarus Picture

"Let me warn you, Icarus, to take the middle way, in case the moisture weighs down your wings, if you fly too low, or if you go too high, the sun scorches them"
hen the boy began to delight in his daring flight, and abandoning his guide, drawn by desire for the heavens, soared higher. His nearness to the devouring sun softened the fragrant wax that held the wings: and the wax melted: he flailed with bare arms, but losing his oar-like wings, could not ride the air"

Something I drew for a Latin Convention Contest a while back. I remembered to post it because we were translation Ovid's myths in Latin Class. I rushed a bit to finish this on time, but I still like how it looks.
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