Attis
Attis
Digital Mixed Media | 2022
Every step torments me, and not a one takes my battered vessel closer to an escape from this cruel vale of tears. At night, the glowing eyes of beasts stare upon me. I hear their toothy maws salivate, prepared to tear apart the flesh of the weak. On the brittle forest floor, weird tendrils slink towards me, alongside twist footed ivy and entwin'd vines.
Every step torments me, and not a one takes my battered vessel closer to an escape from this cruel vale of tears. At night, the glowing eyes of beasts stare upon me. I hear their toothy maws salivate, prepared to tear apart the flesh of the weak. On the brittle forest floor, weird tendrils slink towards me, alongside twist footed ivy and entwin'd vines.
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