Hollow by Elle-H on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

A page of my sketchbook. Liza again, accompanied by the familiar image of cogs. The text is just something I pulled from the top of my head that fits within the cannon of her world. Though it won't make much sense, I'll include it here as a first little glimpse into her and Vince's universe. (And... because it was fun to write. ha!)

Inside the rusty cogs and corroded pistons, buried within its strange cocoon of human tendon and bone, there resonated a disturbing and sinister presence. Or a hollowness... emptiness so entire that it could only be described as full of nothing -- like the pressing blackness inside of a deep cave. With a twisting in her stomach, she recognized the irony in her fate. What was once created as a tool intended to preserve their happiness, would now strike them down with an indifference that equaled those same hollow aspirations. They tested the resilience of the line, broke it, and suffered the wrath of whatever lay beyond.

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ballpoint pen, white gel pen, Sharpie, white paint