Once Upon a Crayon - December 7th TURN IN!

Thank you Lunna for the excellent suggestion and explanation!

Once Upon A Crayon
Every once in a while, we are lucky enough to read a story that captures our imagination and fills up our senses with artistic vision. Even after we put the book down, we still feel that odd sensation of being transported to another world. And sometimes characters stay with us, keeping us amused or horrified or mystified as we go through our ordinary days. Doubtless at some point we have all conjured mental images of these fictional beings, with the author helping us to really see them as they see them, to be just as invested as they are.

This next exchange, Once Upon A Crayon, will celebrate a love of stories and the characters who drive them.

How it Works:
Each person who signs up posts a descriptive paragraph from a book of a favorite literary character. And also give a little statement about why you like said character. Then we all get assigned someone as per the usual and we do a piece of fan art for each other.

Example:
Queen Andais from LK Hamilton’s Fairy series
Queen Andais sat on her throne, her white skin clean and pure where she’d scrubbed the blood away. Her dress was black and bared her shoulders and arms. Diamonds gleamed in her hair, hiding the metal of the tiara behind the dazzle of their light. A line of diamonds graced her neck and spilled across her chest as if the necklace were a rope or a serpent, caught in midmotion. The diamonds were the only color to her simple black dress and the long gloves that covered her arms and hands. Though perhaps color wasn’t the right word for the effect. It was more as if the jewels bent the light around her head and neck like a halo sliding down her body.

Additional info:
She is known as the Queen of Air and Darkness the ruler of the Unseelie Court.
Her skin appears to have captured the glow of the moon and her hair is a fall of the blackest night. Her eyes are rings of grey.

-- The triple grey of her eyes glowed, but it was subdued as if lit only by reflected light. Her eyes were light grey storm clouds lit by distant lightening, with no light of their own. The last thick ring of charcoal was like the sky before it fell upon the earth and poured its rage on us all.

***Please*** understand that the success of this exchange is dependent upon EVERYONE turning in a piece on DECEMBER 7th. Do not sign up unless you can follow through. If something unforeseen that prevents you from completing your piece for your secret pal should occur, please let Roz and I know right away.

People with no DAMN GOOD EXCUSE (and it had better include pics of the bodies) for not turning in will be stabbed with Ike's sharpened head. Oh, and they'll be banned from participating in another exchange.