Midnight Game Echos of Night Part 4

There is something terribly ultimate about having the wings ripped off. Not only the pain that must be beyond anything experienced so far, also that feeling of loss, of ability that will be never brought back again. What is a pegasus without the wings?
Not that it was of any concern to her, not in that moment, with the noose around the neck. More like a last chance being taken away.
Her expression in the third panel, how come you are able to catch that in a seemingly simple black & white drawing? How come you are so good at that? Sweat, tears and blood, without the colours, shading and reflections they should not turn out so good...yet they did, yet again you proved you are the master at what you do.
And the story itself, I can't wait to see it develop further, beyond that starter...