An image I did awhile ago and posted on my tumblr. Decided to post it here too since I like how it came out. :)
Onivale belongs to me~

Another one of my brush pen inky things. This is Onivale, being consumed by her shadows? Blood? I’m not sure, but it’s something dealing with her personal demons. This song was the inspiration for it, a song that I find reminds me a lot of her story:

Blinding- Florence and the Machine
Seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state
A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake
No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber
Until I realize that it was you who held me under

Felt it in my fist, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids
Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs

No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

And I could hear the thunder and see the lightning crack
All around the world was waking, I never could go back
Cause all the walls of dreaming, they were torn wide open
And finally it seemed that the spell was broken

And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open
And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open

Snow White’s stitching up your circuit-boards
Someone’s slipping through the hidden door
Snow White’s stitching up your circuit-board