It's been awhile since the last time I did Pixel Day and I've given more thought into the last piece. There's no bleeding eyes this time, as I've ruled that as distasteful. I think as a whole the fetus represents the will to live, and the fire the burning dread. The fetus clings onto life regardless, as there's still a future, even if the pain continues to sear it's backside.

I may or may not have been off my anti-depressants when drawing this.