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Just a quick illustration for a friend o' mine. Here's the text that inspired it:

"Mr. Torvino stepped out, and with one jerk of his elbow sunk his bow saw into the side of the boy’s neck, and then he yanked again, like he was pulling the ripcord on a lawn mower, and when the boy saw the spray of blood he stopped screaming. A moving cloud sent a shadow over the silent students, and the silent gym coach, until a man with silver flames in his eyes nodded, and the gym coach nodded, and one of the teachers held the man’s hand and led him onto the grass to lay down, lengthening a line of blood that no one would clean up. He was the last of five to expire during the protest, but the other four had been more considerate... "

Description
Just a quick illustration for a friend o' mine. Here's the text that inspired it:

"Mr. Torvino stepped out, and with one jerk of his elbow sunk his bow saw into the side of the boy’s neck, and then he yanked again, like he was pulling the ripcord on a lawn mower, and when the boy saw the spray of blood he stopped screaming. A moving cloud sent a shadow over the silent students, and the silent gym coach, until a man with silver flames in his eyes nodded, and the gym coach nodded, and one of the teachers held the man’s hand and led him onto the grass to lay down, lengthening a line of blood that no one would clean up. He was the last of five to expire during the protest, but the other four had been more considerate... "