The sands of time corner us all, but we still stay silly~
I really just loved this pose & wanted to see it again 👉👈 & couldnt resist the urge to throw trans colors at the sky ✨️🏳️⚧️✨️
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"You were supposed to be useful not become plant food with me. I know Im irresistible, but come on!"
"How did you not die sooner before?"
"... Traveler, there are 2 of them now..."
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Saw a rainbow palm tree sticker in the back of a truck the other day & thought it had 2 guys chilling (but it turned out to be a skull with palm tree eyes LOL) so i thought of this 👏
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Just a Dread Omen and Attendant 13x19” poster template.
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When you find a paradise in the desert & all your partner can do is gamble with the sentient plantlife... (& he is losing) 🌷💰
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From sand, to wings, & memories, it all glitters before sinking away...
... but not forever. Nothing is forever. What shines once will shine again ✨️
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He's come a long way in such a short time, & now we approach the end of another chapter.
We face tomorrow just the same as yesterday: together.
(🔺️)
🐦🤝🐺
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To be hollowed out, becoming the glass structure that entraps Light & digests its screams as a Beacon that signals the Witness' path towards finality, its bones a twisted memory of life cast aside for salvation...
My piece for the #DisciplesofTheWitness zine ✨️🔥✨️
Concept art & some lore bits below ~ (bc this look is VERY lore heavy LOL)
This is what Witness did with the Hive, but if it was a human Guardian instead. Sort of a "what would that look like as someone from Earth by today's standards", since my main OC is pre Golden Age era.
In feeling hollowed out by the sufferings in life, it meant being asked to be literally hollow. Wanting to become precision, the shell molded into sharpened glass that you hear gently scraping together when walking, etc. The bones are wrung into strangling branches holding up the glass shell.
In becoming an agent of evil, it comes in the vague form of a business suit. Because of course it does. Pre golden age was brimming with corporate corruption; few things say "darkness" like a business suit. But Darkness itself is far too beloved to not adorn the shell; becoming the curtains for the shattered windows (symbolism, anyone?) until the moment comes to construct the glass tower that becomes the full form of The Beacon of The Witness.
That tower is a worm god. One who's entire structure was broken down and joined with the disciple. Now hollowed out and made of glass, either spread flat across the ground beneath the disciple's feet (which can never disconnect from the worm now) or erected as the tower; a form that can indeed be inhabited. Not that most survive the experience.
The worm's sharpened glass form cuts ahead into populated areas, consuming people, trapping them in its walls & draining them of any life force or Light they may have. That is the light of the Beacon at work.
Unless doing such work, the Beacon takes this form more commonly.
No matter what, the Darkness never lets go.
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Showing up in 'paradise' & your host has a snack ready 🍏🍎🍏
Its hard to find the apples that havent been sliced up by Darkness, lol!
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