wither

Decided to do a little expressive painting of Yyanjalael. A little backstory, he is (was?) an angel who lost his place in the heavens after shit hit the fan in Jal, so now he's stuck there pretty much forever. He suffers a ceaseless existence in the dead world now, withering away in the solitude he's made for himself.
I really feel for Yyanjalael, yo. Poor dude had to put up with some real shit. I need to write a more detailed backstory for him.
Also hoooly sheit bruh traditional painting might be my new thing. I've never had so much fun