This picture is beautiful.
I really can't find better words right now.

A vengeful spoiled spirit?

"With each possession the princess took, her greed grew. Soon her selfish ways grew as big as the pile of things she had stolen from the people. But this was not enough. 'How dare she sew better than I!' she screamed when she saw the royal seamstress about her work, 'How dare his flowers blossom better than mine!' she shouted when she saw the handiwork of the court gardener, 'How dare she let her eyes sparkle prettier than mine!' she wailed at a beautiful, bright-eyed, maiden of the town. Execution upon execution, the guillotine sparkled crimson as the bodies piled slowly. The streets echoed with laments and cries which turned into roars of fury. Like a viper with scales sparkling brightly, a mob of people stormed the castle to have their vengeance. At the end of the day,upon the gallows hung the selfish princess. Before her soul was relinquished to the eternal fires, her cold stare bore onto the crowd and with her last breath she uttered 'I'm so jealous of all I don't have, if I can't get them, no one can get them' and she laughed and laughed until her cold body laughed no more..."

Thanks for the writing again

This is a very sad yet mad story, it also sounds like a real history with some fantasy.

Your pictures give me idea juice. So thank you too!