Ok, so here's some utterly random and unnecessary word vomit for ya...
I've been following your art journey for a bagillion years now. I keep track of most of your online profiles... I'm not crazy, I swear, I just really like your art *cries*. So one day I see this gorgeous new art of yours and apparently it's fanart for this book series I've never heard of. The art is gorgeous and your comment totally gets me interested so I get book numero uno. I devour it in about 5 days (a record for me because I'm a slow reader plus, you know, life) and I'm like: " *shivers* Well, shit! *continues shivering* I need to see what happens next." I get book numero dos, and fuck me sideways it ruins me... RUIIIIINNNssss meee... just like you said in your comment on the first fanart. Like... how!? What is life??
And now, five days after finishing book no.2, I'm sitting here with a shriveled fleshy mass where my heart used to be and a void I have to wait, what... a year? to refill and once again become the human being I once was.
So, curse you Charlie Bowater... and thank you for ruining my life