Welp... did what I said I wouldn't do and sat and fidgeted all day today hoping for either a phone call or an email... much to my dismay neither were the case...
In my down time I have been sketching, but nothing as of late that I was super happy with... maybe some, but this one I liked the most... So with the passing of the great Peter Steele yesterday (from one of my all time favorite bands that has seen me though a lot in my life, good and bad), collided with the creation of this and now rightly and Finally named, Moinette. Its name comes from a deformation of old French “moëne” meaning “marsh, wet place”... or so I saw ^^ On top of that, the badge I had done from of her had some great color that made her hair look more like seaweed and so I tried to adjust the color some at least for this phase of transformation into a feral...

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"This halloween
So unlike any other
Her final words
Don't be afraid
Of the green light
Of the green light
Green light

On muddy ground
I'm lying drunk on her grave
Where i must wait
Until she wakes
The soil splits
Greenwood's ground will quake beneath me
And so shall take into the earth
To the green light
To the green light

The autumn air
Thickly fills my lungs so sweetly
Reminds me of her smoky breath
With wine and this bouquet of maple and oak leaves
In death or life we'll always be

I find myself drawn to her shadow domain
I find myself drawn to her shadow domain
I find myself drawn to her shadow domain

This moonlit night
Late october's swirling fog gloom
And as promised my love did rise
From the green light
From the green light
Green light

I find myself drawn to her shadow domain
I find myself drawn to her shadow domain
I find myself drawn to her shadow domain "

Lyrics by Peter Steele of Type O Negative
Art and Moinette are property of myself! C.E.