She revels in decay and sees beauty in the dying of life. It's her twisted goal to create a withered world where there is nothing but husks of what once was. Never changing, captured in the solidified vines of her magic, just a vastness of silence and dust, only then will she stop and join her twisted creation.
Bit of a grungier colour palette but I had some fun with this! I also love the pose, and will no doubt use it again in the future!
Dustin Kimball
2022-04-04 20:37:03 +0000 UTCFrosted Ink
2021-02-21 00:25:17 +0000 UTCNito.s.arts
2021-02-20 18:08:43 +0000 UTC