Inescapable

'The sun was setting.
Darkness began to shroud the landscape, like a creeping void poised to devour everything in it's path.
The last rays of sunlight bouncing off her soft skin, flushing her cheeks to a rosy pink.
She raised her hand to her mouth, gently touching her lips with her delicate fingertips.
They were cold, as icy as the water trickling in the stream below.

A chill came over her body and she shuddered for a moment.
She knew this sunset would be her last.
He was gone forever, and no one was going to save her....'

This is the companion piece to this one:



Ultra-fine Sharpies and medium Sharpie pen on plain 8.5 x 11 paper. Comments greatly appreciated, thanks!