War is raging on. Your focus is unwavering and your eyes are peeled. The cold night air pricks at hands, but they keep moving, accustomed to the conditions. In this chilling, harsh time, the cold light of your laptop is your only hope and the rising sun is your eminent doom.
Illustration about the feelings and pressure of completing assignments over night.
12.5" x 17"
(sketches & concepts below)