"The very stone itself was alive, Wilson. Writhing and squirming with rugose vitality, a myriad of eyes turning and looking toward us.... God help me, Wilson, I ran - ran and left them behind. I can still hear their cries -- not of pain but of worship!"
This was bought on a whim to help out a small business caught in the lockdown. It painted up beautifully and I painted it to match the palette of my Warcry scenery.
If you want one - or something equally squamous - pop along to Fenris Games
Such beautiful use of colour.
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DeleteLovely work, very sinister.
ReplyDeleteCheers - it was really easy to get a great result!
DeleteMesmerizing combination of colors. Nice.
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