•Ishan Project: 244/121•
Anger? This word would only describe it politely. Her rage blazed white as she leaves her chambers. She had been used to controlling matters. Now, it seemed as though this entire time she had been double crossed. This only confirmed her disbelief in that four letter word so many people spoke of. She shudders as she remembers how some had tossed it around so casually. As if it were cliche. Used like dirty rags. Touched like dead men on pale papers. Shared like poisoned candy eaten by children on pagan nights. She’d show them. Yes she’d show them all what it means to feel what she feels.
4 LETTERS / Gouache, Graphite, Color Pencil / 5.5″ x 8.5″