It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night.
..... but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses – not destroyed – not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad?....
-Edgar Allan Poe, The Tell-Tale Heart
A digital artwork done in Sketchbook Express by yours truly. This is one of my favorite short stories. :)
I hope you all like it. Thank you