A mirror looks back

Thanks *grins with teary-happy eyes*

How do I do it? Well, easy. I have an awe-inspiring, eerie story to base them on and also, i'm having some kind of a miracle-series, because normally i wouldn't be able to draw what i have in mind

i'm really thrilled that you like it i think i was drawing and coloring the frame and constantly re-drawing the wings for ...what, fifty minutes? All the other things on the picture took me another fifty, so it's been quite the patience exercise but i loved doing it
So, well, the mirror. The whole scene you described is supposed to be in it, but it's already falling apart, cracking and shattering, so not everything can be seen. (And i didn't have a bigger paper to draw on so that's about all i could force into the field... at least Pollution can be discerned ). So next to the "kid" Red's supposed to be sitting, but her face can't be seen anymore. (One less positive thing: missing two of the three compassionate, forgiving faces. Makes it even... darker, I figured.) And next to her, Famine, reaching down to her shoulder, parallel to one edge of the broken "glass". I supposed the scene of destruction around them would be pretty much still the same as in the Interlude, and since last time I couldn't compose all three of them into the picture, I put them in the same environment this time. With maybe a bit wider view. And, well, the crosses aren't necessarily that strongly attributed only to war. After all, all of these principles leave behind quite the body count...
And, as I was saying, the mirror's already half-shattered. So, since it was actually a sort of light (how I saw it), behind it, there is only darkness. And, I really did take the liberty to bring in a little more symbolism with the tombstone. In Balance it was really so... tormenting when it was mentioned, even if Zira couldn't properly remember it... but I'm afraid sooner or later he will have to face this horrific memory. And I'm afraid as the mirror shatters in the picture to show it, it might break him too. (Even more.) And I see this second worry confirmed in your comment, so... Believe me, I believe you. I am grateful the grave wasn't really in or behind the mirror. Then only those would have remained. The grave. And him. In that unknown darkness. Madness. And then nothing but dust.

*shivers, shivers, shivers*

Anyway, I am really happy you liked it. And I hope your fantasy is more merciful than mine. But don't tell me, don't tell me! I wanna wait and see!