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[digital artwork] Savage Tales

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[digital artwork] Savage Tales
As he headed toward the noise, the shrieking grew louder until it escalated into an unearthly screech that made the hairs on his neck stand up. Breaking into a clearing, he froze at the sight before him. A bizarre creature resembling a misshapen humanoid was leaning over the water, its leathery limbs ending in claws that sliced through the air. When its face turned toward Alex, slitted yellow eyes met his with unbridled malice. It let out an earsplitting shriek and charged. Alex turned to run bu
The lights are out, and the battle begins. You know the monsters are coming, and you have a plan. First, the werewolf appears. No problem. You know the tools to get rid of him: silver (your tiara) and light. You win, of course, but the ruckus causes a ‘cross’ Nurse to appear at your door, telling you to stop playing with toys and go back to bed. You dutifully let her tuck you back in. But on the next page, your eyes are open. ‘Nurse was scared of monsters. Let Nurse stay in bed.’ You keep fight
[very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] GODLY DRAGONHunger gnawed, a primal need,'Till an oasis I found, its sweet waters I drank with greed.Refreshed, but still unsure of my rightful place,I sought shelter, away from prying eyes and alien grace.Wandering these dunes, a mystery unbound,Visions and memories, swirling all around.What forces brought me to this alien ground?A soulful lament, my heart's resound.
[digital artwork] Savage Tales
The darkness around you seems to coalesce, swirling into a terrifying shape - a hulking, black mass with razor-sharp claws and glowing red eyes. As the darkness solidifies, you can feel the weight of ancient evil pressing down upon you. With a roar that echoes through the temple, the creature charges forward, lashing out with its massive claws. The air is thick with menace as it bears down on you and your companions.
The Beast, a towering monstrosity with eyes that glow like the fires of the underworld, is said to be the embodiment of an ancient curse. With horns that twist like the roots of ancient trees and fur as dark as the night, it strikes terror into all who dare to wander into its domain. Its massive, gnarled limbs crush the earth beneath it, and its breath, a cold fog, brings an unnatural chill to the air.
Ara doesn't get far, the beast catches her and splats Ara in much the same way the gorilla did to her companion.
As he headed toward the noise, the shrieking grew louder until it escalated into an unearthly screech that made the hairs on his neck stand up. Breaking into a clearing, he froze at the sight before him. A bizarre creature resembling a misshapen humanoid was leaning over the water, its leathery limbs ending in claws that sliced through the air. When its face turned toward Alex, slitted yellow eyes met his with unbridled malice. It let out an earsplitting shriek and charged. Alex turned to run bu
The lights are out, and the battle begins. You know the monsters are coming, and you have a plan. First, the werewolf appears. No problem. You know the tools to get rid of him: silver (your tiara) and light. You win, of course, but the ruckus causes a ‘cross’ Nurse to appear at your door, telling you to stop playing with toys and go back to bed. You dutifully let her tuck you back in. But on the next page, your eyes are open. ‘Nurse was scared of monsters. Let Nurse stay in bed.’ You keep fighti
The darkness around you seems to coalesce, swirling into a terrifying shape - a hulking, black mass with razor-sharp claws and glowing red eyes. As the darkness solidifies, you can feel the weight of ancient evil pressing down upon you. With a roar that echoes through the temple, the creature charges forward, lashing out with its massive claws. The air is thick with menace as it bears down on you and your companions.
From the tip of its snarling snout to the ends Of its mud-caked tail, this hound exists For the hunt and the torment of damned souls, No innocence left in its being to save. Only ravagement remains in the wake of its path, Destruction its purpose, terror its cause. Such is the visage of beast born of Hades, A vision to haunt both morals and fiends.
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