Another picture from a dream that I had while working on the story Innocence Lost. I ususally have dreams in third person perspective. I can see myself like watching a television show. This one started out in first person where I could see through my eyes, something I don't like in dreams. I was outside a city with many skyscrapers. It was cold, cloudy and windy. I looked down and saw that I wore a long white coat, but that was all I could see as I had it closed up to protect myself from the wind. The scene then changed back to third person perspective. I was now indoors at a trainstation that had very fancy modern architechture. The roof was all glass and domed and there were many signs, post and lamps all along the edges. There were people everywhere, but I spoke to no one. I was leaving and I didn't care to where I went, the next train that came by would be mine. I felt depressed and very alone despite the horde of humanity around me. I could see myself but only from the back and from the shoulders down. It was very frustrating, but by now I knew that I was Owen. This was the first time I've dreamt about being him.
In the drawing I made the last scene from my dream and drew what my mind refused to show me; Owen/me complete. I didn't draw in the people for two reasons, one: it would have been too hard to make up all these random characters and I didn't want to give myself a bigger headache than need be and two without the people it really shows the sense of being alone that I got from the dream. This was a very difficult drawing for me and I'm happy with how it turned out. This never happens in the story so I'm not even sure why he was in this situation.