This is probably my favorite.
I know I’m not supposed to have favorites, but I’m only a humanoid squid-faced-thing.
A solitary tree sits on a dreamlike plain, cut through by a ribbon of water or something entirely stranger. Splatters of color and hints of
A light re-write of an earlier piece, which may or may not have been part of the 2016 nightmare writing, over a background full of
Chaotic blue and green swirls embrace a dark world of sharp angles and hinted urban decay. The central message is loud and clear: we may
A winged devil sits on the corner of the framed title text. Behind him, surreal faces melt into one another with open mouths and empty
We Could Have Been Anything We Wanted. This Is What We Chose. Behind the quote is a colorful background full of chainlink fences and bookshelves,
A crowd gathers by ghostly yellow light in the hall of some ancient and enormous cathedral. The text “We danced and drank as the empire
