Dear feels

Ah, after all these years of humiliating and killing all over the world, they start setting fire to my country. But what are frontiers, what are countries, what are people and cultures ? What makes our differences and unity ?
Here's a painting of my dear seductive, androgynous, vampirish pagan character... these are good circumstances. I hope you'll enjoy the loving smile and the colored details. This character is a complex blending of mad hatred and mad love, forged in years of passion, hesitations, suffering and treasons, which combine in a tremendous, empire-making warrior and sorcerer. I'm glad that I could stand my ground in the storm though I'm burned to the bone. I'm not really sure what's left of the girl I was. But I kinda know what I want to do.