Description
"Six thousand strong, they cried in unison, hoping that the echo of their message would be heard in the darkest,
most cloistered cell in Southstairs as well as the highest
office in the Palace of the Emperor. "Elphaba lives!
Elphaba lives! Elphaba lives!"
Gregory Maguire, Son of a Witch <3
Well, this is my portrait of Liir Thropp. Man! If I already loved his mother, I think I love him even more!
I chose this moment, the moment when he becomes "the eye of the witch", but it's just one of the many moments that I really, really loved in his story… so, probably i'll be doing some more scenes of this wonderful book, now one of my favorites <3
It's made with ballpoints and it took around fifteen hours of work…