'Nothing but the sound of Lucien's footsteps could be heard as he walked along the empty gallery. He could feel the spirits of long forgotten dreams pressing in on each side, keeping him moving, keeping him safe. Up ahead the light gleamed off of the one thing he had come to claim......and a gasp left his throat as he gazed on her face once more.' This is done in black ink then watercolor...its one of about three pictures that I have used color that actually like. I don't have good technique I use water colors more as you would use acrylic so its not really sheer. ho hum.