O_O It surely was nice weather.
This peace is speechless. I was reading one Indian book. It was describing hell. This is something I imagined as "more gentle" parts of it.
I also visited one museum where was gypsum model of refugees in one world war. All the grief and laments, they were all in one place. Atmosphere in there was nearly like on this peace of art. I still remember "bodies" on the ground, and one "man" looking to the sky with outstretched hands, in total grief. And smell of gypsum, like on graves, and dark music, they're like all here, it looks like you gathered all the man's madnesses and evilness into one picture.
To me those wraiths look like they are slowly crossing the place where massacre happend, and they are almost crying, deeply thinking about bestiality that humans are possible to make.
I dunno, this is my vision of this peace, to some it's pure evil, to me that are pure tears. I know that you might have other things on mind while drawing this. This was my vision of it, there are no praises that could even say enough about this....