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"We were told that the outside was a desolate wasteland decimated by radiation and roving bands of mutated marauders. We were cramped, hungry, and kept under control by the iron fist of the Mayor... but we accepted all that because we believed that going to the outside was suicide. Imagine my surprise while on my turn at watch when I heard a knock at one of the battered old steel doors of the great wall...."

A painting done in PS. Used a photo ref for the girl from way back in the days of Socar's Gorblimey(?) art forum.

Description
"We were told that the outside was a desolate wasteland decimated by radiation and roving bands of mutated marauders. We were cramped, hungry, and kept under control by the iron fist of the Mayor... but we accepted all that because we believed that going to the outside was suicide. Imagine my surprise while on my turn at watch when I heard a knock at one of the battered old steel doors of the great wall...."

A painting done in PS. Used a photo ref for the girl from way back in the days of Socar's Gorblimey(?) art forum.