The Golden Wood by Doodleholic

Sarah knelt over the precipice as the glamour fell away.

“You lied, didn’t you, Jareth?”

The forest chattered blithely in the background, but the woman could not bring herself to appreciate the beauty of the magical world in which she found herself trapped.

After a moment’s contemplation, she leaned back onto the golden, shimmering trunk of the nearest tree.

“I’m really never going home again.”

-Of Nowhere and Neverwhen, yet unposted-distant-future update

As the sketch saga continues, I have absolutely no idea how I’m going to manage to draw Sarah with the perspective that I’ve established.

I’m going to go sit in the corner and consider how to finagle this. Or work on revising the next chapter for oNaN so that I can get it out because it’s driving me crazy.

It’s the first halfway decent thing I’ve doodled all day, and now I don’t know what to do with him. @____@

edit: Umm… now it’s turning less than (more than?) pg rated rather quickly. Someone send help.

editedit: On second thought, don’t send help. I just. I don’t know what to do with my hands. Or his hands… riding crop? >>;