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Coming back from the dead is never a pretty experience. I imagine Shepard looked like all sorts of hell when she actually started breathing again.
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Mass Effect (c) Bioware
DO NOT COPY, TRACE, STEAL, USE WITHOUT PERMISSION, ETC
Mass Effect (c) Bioware

I hope that you have a great and blessed day/night!
Anyway this is the page and I'd love to add this piece there: facebook.com/MiriLawBringerSR2
Great artwork by the way.
KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!
I love it.
Apparently, coming back to life is very, very different than dying; it is Agony impersonified.
Imagine the unbelievable pain as the human body is physically forced to start functioning again, pumping blood and sending messages throughout the vessels and nerves...Jesus Christ...this artpiece you've created...just how much and how many kinds of emotions can you instil in a Mass Effect fan?
For me, the creep factor isn't the physical disfigurements. Its the fact that you (your Shepard) was nothing but a slab of flesh on a cold metal table... for two years. A charred and broken thing, barely recognizable as human. The clinical, Frankensteinian methods of slowly but surely reshaping that piece of meat back into a person. When did you cross the line from corpse, to a 'living' subject, to a person?
Think about how intimately familiar Miranda Lawson must have become with you for those two years, where she focused every ounce of her attention on returning you to life. She pumped your heart until it began beating on its own, watched anxiously as you took your first post-death breath, monitored every aspect of your existence with a critical eye to detail... and perhaps more. For two years, she lived, ate, slept, breathed the mission of healing you. No one can remain objective for that long. Was she cold and clinical during this spasm of pain as an electrical impulse jump-started your nervous system, were you still a piece of meat to her then? Or were you the hero she was hoping for, that just needed a few weeks, just a few weeks more of recovery, if only you can bear it, if only you can be strong enough to survive this last push?
Love your gallery btw. Very beautiful works. Your painting style and anatomy has me envious