I sit down.
I pick up the pen.
I see the lines appear.
The lines slowly form themselves into shapes.
I get excited.
The shapes begin to form into creatures.
My body temperature slowly rises.
Large details are correctly placed.
I begin to sweat.
My palms start to burn as I add in little details.
Smudging here, erasing there, forming something.
I bite my lip, step back and stare.