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October 20, 2011 Prompt: Sky

Prompt Interpretation:

The sky was red over Death City.

Since the Kishin's madness had first begun to spread, Kid had gone out of his way to avoid looking at the ominous hue that enveloped the Earth like a bloody blanket. It stirred a sense of claustrophobia in him that made him want to turn away, put down his guns, and hide. Now, though, he stared up at the red sky unwillingly, hardly able to move.

Kid lay in Liz's arms on the battlefield, his breath shallow and his mind half-delirious as searing pain shot through his damaged body. He could feel the bleeding gashes knit back together even as his Weapons murmured for him to rest a while longer, their souls attempting to sooth his own. If he were in any condition to fight, however, Kid wasn't sure he would actually be able to stand back up. The sky. It was just so red...

The weary Reaper tilted his head to the side, trying to escape the scarlet that filled his vision, and Liz's face flashed into view. He studied her, first tiredly, then searchingly. She was looking away from him, off into the distance where their allies still fought against their innumerable enemies, Patty held at the ready in case she needed to defend them. Dear Liz... dear, sweet, beautiful Liz... She had already saved his life twice in this battle alone, and had received several injuries for her troubles, including a nasty cut on one cheek that Kid was dying to do something about. But her posture was still rigid and alert, her grip on him firm, her face still set in the determined scowl that had once brought Brooklyn to its knees.

It was her eyes, though - those eyes he loved so much - that truly revealed her strength. Her eyes shone with righteous anger, with a loyalty and devotion to him that went far beyond the call of a Weapon's duty to their Meister. Her eyes were a brilliant hue.

They were blue, like the cloudless sky he hadn't seen in so long.

Kid smiled weakly, as hope filled his soul once more. He was ready to fight once more.

Sketch, line, and color using Autodesk Sketchbook Pro.

"Soul Eater," Death the Kid, Elizabeth Thompson (c) Atsushi Okubo

Description
October 20, 2011 Prompt: Sky

Prompt Interpretation:

The sky was red over Death City.

Since the Kishin's madness had first begun to spread, Kid had gone out of his way to avoid looking at the ominous hue that enveloped the Earth like a bloody blanket. It stirred a sense of claustrophobia in him that made him want to turn away, put down his guns, and hide. Now, though, he stared up at the red sky unwillingly, hardly able to move.

Kid lay in Liz's arms on the battlefield, his breath shallow and his mind half-delirious as searing pain shot through his damaged body. He could feel the bleeding gashes knit back together even as his Weapons murmured for him to rest a while longer, their souls attempting to sooth his own. If he were in any condition to fight, however, Kid wasn't sure he would actually be able to stand back up. The sky. It was just so red...

The weary Reaper tilted his head to the side, trying to escape the scarlet that filled his vision, and Liz's face flashed into view. He studied her, first tiredly, then searchingly. She was looking away from him, off into the distance where their allies still fought against their innumerable enemies, Patty held at the ready in case she needed to defend them. Dear Liz... dear, sweet, beautiful Liz... She had already saved his life twice in this battle alone, and had received several injuries for her troubles, including a nasty cut on one cheek that Kid was dying to do something about. But her posture was still rigid and alert, her grip on him firm, her face still set in the determined scowl that had once brought Brooklyn to its knees.

It was her eyes, though - those eyes he loved so much - that truly revealed her strength. Her eyes shone with righteous anger, with a loyalty and devotion to him that went far beyond the call of a Weapon's duty to their Meister. Her eyes were a brilliant hue.

They were blue, like the cloudless sky he hadn't seen in so long.

Kid smiled weakly, as hope filled his soul once more. He was ready to fight once more.

Sketch, line, and color using Autodesk Sketchbook Pro.

"Soul Eater," Death the Kid, Elizabeth Thompson (c) Atsushi Okubo