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Lineart: [link]
With Cloud: [link]
Clean: [link]
Inspired by Splintered Dreams chapter 2.
Time: 7 hours and 15 minutes total.
Media: Adobe Photoshop CS3, Wacom Bamboo tablet.
Original Size: 1920x1200 pixels.
FFVII (c) Square Enix 1997-2010.
Splintered Dreams (c) Fairheartstrife 2008-2010.
Image (c) me 2010.
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Barret shoved open the kitchen door, a worried scowl etched on his already grim face. "Teef? What'd that dumb motherfu--" he came to an abrupt halt, eyes wide in alarm. Standing amidst a kitchen littered with debris, with one hand pressed to her mouth, and the other flat on the counter Tifa's shoulders shook. "…Tifa?" Barret took a hesitant step in her direction.
Head bowed low, her voice came out forced and wobbly. "Just…just give me…a minute." she hiccuped.
Barret's good hand folded helplessly in on itself. "If he said something to hurt you--"
She stepped away from him, boots crunching glass from broken beer bottles. "Please…"
"I'll be downstairs." The scene of destruction around him was unsettling. Whatever news the SOLDIER chump had brought with him had upset Tifa like nothing Barret had ever seen before. "If you need me."
Tifa waited for the sound of the door thumping back and forth before allowing herself the luxury of a sob. She took a stumbling step forward, then another. She turned, leaning against the wall, her world dangerously off center.
She had known four years ago that fateful night in Nibleheim, when life as she knew it had gone up in flames, that maybe she wouldn't see him ever again. But to know that she would never look into those blue--so very blue--eyes again, or see that timid half smile on his face… It was too much and so unfair. They never had a chance. Hadn't they deserved a chance?
Back pressed to the cold slats of the freezer, she sank to the floor, tears in her eyes and a fistful of apron in her mouth. Oh, Ifrit, not Cloud… She muffled a scream, rocked back and forth.
When the worst of the tidal wave of grief had crashed over her, leaving her trembling and weak, lost in a sea of despair, she folded her arms across her knees and buried her head in the darkness there.
--Excerpt from Chapter 2 of Splintered Dreams
With Cloud: [link]
Clean: [link]
Inspired by Splintered Dreams chapter 2.
Time: 7 hours and 15 minutes total.
Media: Adobe Photoshop CS3, Wacom Bamboo tablet.
Original Size: 1920x1200 pixels.
FFVII (c) Square Enix 1997-2010.
Splintered Dreams (c) Fairheartstrife 2008-2010.
Image (c) me 2010.
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Barret shoved open the kitchen door, a worried scowl etched on his already grim face. "Teef? What'd that dumb motherfu--" he came to an abrupt halt, eyes wide in alarm. Standing amidst a kitchen littered with debris, with one hand pressed to her mouth, and the other flat on the counter Tifa's shoulders shook. "…Tifa?" Barret took a hesitant step in her direction.
Head bowed low, her voice came out forced and wobbly. "Just…just give me…a minute." she hiccuped.
Barret's good hand folded helplessly in on itself. "If he said something to hurt you--"
She stepped away from him, boots crunching glass from broken beer bottles. "Please…"
"I'll be downstairs." The scene of destruction around him was unsettling. Whatever news the SOLDIER chump had brought with him had upset Tifa like nothing Barret had ever seen before. "If you need me."
Tifa waited for the sound of the door thumping back and forth before allowing herself the luxury of a sob. She took a stumbling step forward, then another. She turned, leaning against the wall, her world dangerously off center.
She had known four years ago that fateful night in Nibleheim, when life as she knew it had gone up in flames, that maybe she wouldn't see him ever again. But to know that she would never look into those blue--so very blue--eyes again, or see that timid half smile on his face… It was too much and so unfair. They never had a chance. Hadn't they deserved a chance?
Back pressed to the cold slats of the freezer, she sank to the floor, tears in her eyes and a fistful of apron in her mouth. Oh, Ifrit, not Cloud… She muffled a scream, rocked back and forth.
When the worst of the tidal wave of grief had crashed over her, leaving her trembling and weak, lost in a sea of despair, she folded her arms across her knees and buried her head in the darkness there.
--Excerpt from Chapter 2 of Splintered Dreams
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WOW! **is amazed and awed**
I love the powerful punch here. As the person before me said, the gloominess of the room surrounding her brings the focus on Tifa, and her position is just exactly how I imagined her. This is fantastic and if I could come through the internet and hug you I would do it! **does happy dance**
You are tremendously talented and I am sooooooooooo insanely flattered that you're illustrating my story!!
I love the powerful punch here. As the person before me said, the gloominess of the room surrounding her brings the focus on Tifa, and her position is just exactly how I imagined her. This is fantastic and if I could come through the internet and hug you I would do it! **does happy dance**
You are tremendously talented and I am sooooooooooo insanely flattered that you're illustrating my story!!