In this illustration, it(he,she) might invent a history, but the adventure does not exist.
Each one can imagine his story.
A girl travels in a train towards his destination, the rain strikes the crystals and the atmosphere is really a purple ... it is a cold evening and the heat mists the window.
The light of this illustration is burned and I try to represent the real light of the nature, the work consists of approximately 8 hoursand is drawn in Photoshop
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