Pastel blues and pinks blush over a harsh landscape of snowy mountains and dangerous wooded paths. A girl sits in the center, hair blown into her face, alone in the wilderness. An angel comforts a statue to her right, and to her left shadows of a woman collapsed in grief overlays the scene
This is probably my favorite. I know I’m not supposed to have favorites, but I’m only a humanoid squid-faced-thing. View extra large image here
Continuing the work of “As The Empire Fell” in a different style, this image is full of teals and purples, with flowers and fabric obscuring
A hooded figure walks on a dark beach towards a city among the stars, positively glowing with promise in the unfeeling void. It’s unclear whether
“Possible is huddling in a dark cave, picking fleas out of each others fur and wishing for bison. Literally everything else humans have accomplished used
Joan of Arc being feisty as always, with the soldiers of the Warsaw Uprising behind and modern protesters at the fore. There’s some splatters and
Look, I liked Handmaid’s Tale before it was cool. Fight me. Rusted and terrible gears shine in unnatural colors in the background behind this quote.
