FMA Big Bang artwork- story: "Frozen"
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I'm aware that people know I normally manipulate screenshots to make my artwork. For this story, (with the exception of the dust jacket image) I drew 99% of the art from scratch. This is the first time I've really drawn so much with so little photoshop help. I'm glad that I was able to do it this way.
Without further ado, I give you my illustrations for the FMA Big Bang fic, "Frozen".
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'Frozen' can be read HERE.

'Riza hid for a long, long time under the table, but no one came to look for her. Just as the girl was about to start crying and crawl out of her hiding place, she heard footsteps and quickly sniffed back her tears. Daddy had finally come looking for her. He hadn't forgotten her at all.
Suddenly, the table cloth was lifted, and Riza smiled brightly up at the big person - only to realize he wasn't so big at all. And he didn't have hair like daddy or mummy, his hair was black. She didn't know him at all.
"There's a baby under the table," the boy said to her...'
'The teenager sat in front of her mother’s vanity mirror, looking at her own reflection in its cool if slightly dusty surface. She used to hide in this room when she was a little girl because after her mother’s death, no one had ventured in here. The rules were still the same. No one ever entered the room, not even she unless it was for this very reason.
The blonde slowly lifted the small knife she had smuggled in her apron from the kitchen, its smooth edge catching what little light the curtained windows allowed in the room. Working carefully, the girl lifted her skirt and rested the edge of the steel on the inside of her thigh. She would never be stupid enough to cut anywhere anyone could see. And as recent experiences had taught her, even her back wasn’t safe.'

'...At the end of the day, she always had her blade.
It was at one of those moments when she was about to slip the cold steel into her flesh that the Major walked into her tent. Her lower half was covered by a blanket, but that didn’t fool him. He wasn’t angry, not in the slightest. In fact, he looked… victorious, as if he had uncovered a secret he always knew of.
"Go on Private, don't stop on my account. I like to watch..." '

'That night, she dreams of a storm in a desert, the lightning flashing dangerously in the dark sky, threatening to split the entire world in two. But where others around her are running for cover from the pouring rain, she makes no move to seek shelter. She lets the rain soak her through, staring at the bolts of lightning, transfixed by their awesome beauty. She even wishes one would come down and touch her, so she could feel what it would be like to be burned like all the people who’ve burned because of her. She wonders if it hurts or if the pain is so fleeting, it is nonexistent. She doesn’t know which is worse.'
'The raven-haired man sleeps through most of the train journey the next day, dreaming of storms and lightning and the wish to be incinerated by the fires of hell...'
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Date: March 3rd, 2012 03:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: March 3rd, 2012 03:43 am (UTC)"Fucking Christ Almighty" sources added. XDDDDDD
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Date: March 3rd, 2012 05:40 am (UTC)well, I've beta'd a few times for bay too, so I guess that puts all three of us in some kind of polyamourous fic threesome XD
hooray!
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Date: March 3rd, 2012 07:02 am (UTC)