This sketch is drawn since april and I didnt find the strenght to colorize it... A sudden will to colorize, melted with ambiant winter and its sad tones, save this poor hand from getting forgotten.
At the beginning, the scene wasnt supposed to take place in winter, but I drew a reflecting : where could floor reflect ? water ! frozen lake ! lets add back light source ! lets add fallen snow ! lets add falling snow !
Now, this illustration is less epic than it was at pencil work, its more romantic vision of death.