A woman with a backpack faces the path ahead of her, lined with decrepit fencing and a forest that devolves into the unreal at the edge of vision. The text overhead reads “you are not a prisoner in this world.”
Blue circuit boards, light trails, and other digital nonsense make a chaotic backdrop for the title text picked out in an early terminal style font
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
Gears and clockwork explode from the center of a peach colored disaster. The title text is rendered in a messy font and cannot even hold
A blond haired woman stands in the center of a fantasy cityscape, her lantern leading the way out of the dark ages and into a
A lone woman walks in a confusing dark pathway, pillars and graffiti and broken glass and buildings loom everywhere around her, the light to her
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
