The End of the Line
I. AM. IN. LOVE. WITH. THIS. PICTURE.
For the record, this isn't, like, the representation of my 'inner consciousness' or anything like that. I just felt like drawing a chick who was in anguish, and then it went and turned out *really* well. I envision that she has been on some sort of quest for the longest time, and when she thinks she has finally reached her goal, she finds something out.... It was all for nothing. How sad. *tear*