Sometimes an artist manages to capture more than just what you had in mind. More than just that faint tingling itch of simulacra that you know exists. Sometimes it's something far far more. Sometimes they capture a fragment of the soul that you were truly trying to convey.
Strype over on Twitter truly managed to capture Minerva. She caught her in one of Min's quiet moments, a moment where she can just be at peace. Those are the moments she lives for. The moments quiet reflection, of tranquility and love. Where she can stop, and count the blessings that she has, and try to focus on what is yet to come. The moments that make everything else worthwhile.
The shark has been through a lot. She's seen a lot, experienced so much. She has lost, and found family. Lost a life, and carved a new one from the empty place left behind. There is so much left to do. And it will be done.
Thank you, Hope. For giving me myself from the other side of the mirror.
