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March 9, 2008
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Inspired by blizzard game : Diablo

stock:
- girl: *mjranum-stock
- zombie: ~IWS-stock
- landscape: *Kittyd-Stock
- bird & brush: ~clandestine-stock; =thiselectricheart

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© Anne- Claire PAYET 2008
All my work is copyrighted and may NOT be used without my written and expressed permission
Licence creative commons
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~omarpower Oct 8, 2011  Professional Interface Designer
very good hitman.....

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~GhostinReveries Feb 20, 2009   Traditional Artist
Très beau travail. Elle me fait beaucoup penser à Emmanuelle Seigner dans La Neuvième Porte, avec son visage presque diabolique ! Vraiment superbe :)
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:iconeireen:
merci beaucoup ! :)
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:iconvinland:
wow great work i love it so much:headbang:
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:iconshirleydyke:
Featuring your piece hope you don't mind....
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:iconigotnutinbtr2do:
Nice shot girl, keep it up.
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:iconboogiesbc:
I've added this deviation to an article called 51 Dark fantasy girls - Photoshop manipulation
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:iconnaphula:
When I die, I hope I'm ressurected by her.
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:iconevilbullseye:
thats so cool

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Like your sister on prom night.
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*williamfdevault Aug 6, 2008  Professional Writer
She is fabulous, she can bring me back from the dead, anytime. I think she just did, actually.

A poem composed in her honor...
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raise me up from the ashes and dust,
where I have been thrust, men trust
what they bury stays down. you know
that I am subject to your whim and so,
my flesh clings in shards to hard bone
and my body writhes as it is thrown
up, up from the impotent ground
where I was tossed and lost. now found.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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"I weep the blood of suns for your faint bliss
and would foreswear all others for your kiss."
- William F. DeVault, "White Sunday 225: arbol hru"
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