Guard to the Dead

Just plain old pencil, and because my scanner is too stupid and small to scan in the picture I had to take the still with a crappy digital camera. It doesn't look that bad, I swear.

*shakes fist at too big pieces of paper and too small cameras*

Oh, and a little poem to end it all.

Breathing fire that shaves away their fear,
she stands guard over the end, so near.
And by her hand alone will they understand,
Nothing postpones the river's bend.

Guess who it is, I dare you too XD