The trauma and indiscernible guilt felt from murdering another being, taking another life, omitting another soul into the aftermath... this piece really gains a fond far-too-often-underplayed appreciation for how difficult it must be to deal with something so insanely trying such as that, committing a swift act of gruesome homicide. It's always an amazing act of bold and true compassion, even courage, to stick by one's true partner, even after bearing witness to such a frightening exposure of an unspeakable committed action of cardinal sin unfolding progressively, through each scream and bout of untainted rage.

So... what the hell am I talking about, in a nutshell?
I guess... true love has no boundaries, even when one stains their hands with the blood of another in the name of inevitable murder, there is always a single blessing in the form of another being present to accompany the troubled one during times of harrowing grief, willing to cope alongside each other and strive to gain a solitary act of mending, both mentally and emotionally.

This piece... it conveys more subversive ideas and provokes more heartfelt emotion through visuals than even most short-written novellas out there in the mainstream. For that, I'm incredibly impressed, overwhelmed, aghast, amazed; convinced!

Wow 0___0 Thanks a lot for such detailed comment. It is always pleasure to read an impressions from my art ^^ I really enjoy it! And I'm really glad that I was able to convey the full range of emotions in this situation through a painting. Your comment best compliment for me! I show my creativity here only for the sake of this. Thank you again!

By all means, you are very welcome!
It's a sheer pleasure of mine, truly it is, to interpret fine artwork such as this. ;)