'Unable to fly further from the wretched destruction in my wake, I collapse into despair and shelter within my tattered wings. I am the only witness to the unspeakable fury of the gods we have offended, the only living link to my once-proud people. I am Farryne, and I am the last.' Not a cheerful subject, but I was tired of my usual happy, charismatic works. I challenged myself to make something dark and sorrowful still hold beauty. It's up to you to decide whether I succeeded. Sketched in pencil, outlined in black ink, scanned, and colored in Photoshop. Roughly four days of real work, not counting a few days break in the middle.