“Slowly she started to rise. Never taking her eyes off me she traveled upwards, the sheer silk of her gown billowing only sightly. I watched in astonishment as she rose higher and higher, her cloak ruffled as if by a faint breeze.”
This is one of my favorite scenes in Queen of The Damned, a book that’s part of Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles. I have never seen an illustration of this scene and so I was compelled to draw one myself.
– When you’re experimenting with wigs and flouncy shirts… and then remember you have those elongated canines in your fancy dress drawer/regular clothing cupboard… and suddenly VAMPIRE SELFIES HAPPEN!
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