Little Red Riding Hood ~ i really like the feel of this illustration. you can really get a sense of the danger that is to come because of the huge trees in comparison to the little bitty red riding hood.
In the deep dark woods, on the way to grandma's house, Red contemplated the things she could to do with her inheritance. Out of the fog comes a growling, charging wolf. Completely unaware of the goodies in Red's basket, the wolf received a twelve inch blade to the heart, stopping him dead in his tracks. With evil in her eye and death in her hand, Red continued on her trek to grandma's house. Nothing, not even the big bad wolf, was going to stop her from getting to that goldmine.