remnants

Inspiration comes from the most unexpected places. There was a popular photo of a 90’s era McDonalds ashtray on Reddit, and it brought back so many childhood memories, back in a time when hefty ashtrays adorned every table like glass roses, and florescent lighted rooms were foggy with those dry, earthy-sweet fumes.

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Inktober 2017 #26 – #31

That’s a wrap for inktober 2017! You can also follow me on instagram @_automaton for more frequent updates and works in progress. “As Hector chanted the last of those blasphemous words, the empty space before me shimmered and twisted, then seemed to ‘tear open’ into a hole that was neither light nor darkness, flickering withContinue reading “Inktober 2017 #26 – #31”

Inktober 2017 #18

“I awoke from mine slumber troubled with nebulous rememberances of ghastly things. I arose from the bed, no longer pleasant for it was dank with cold sweat. I looked out the bay window of mine second storied tavern room, and saw nothing in the night sky save for the moon, waning to a wicked grin.Continue reading “Inktober 2017 #18”

Inktober 2017 #11 – #15

“Run. Run was all I could do when I beheld the blaze of infernal mane mantled upon that nightmare head, and even as mine ears filled with the drum thunder of mine bursting heart, I could hear the echo of that terrible cackling bellow.” Journal entry pending. “On a moonlit night, I was traveling towardContinue reading “Inktober 2017 #11 – #15”