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HORROR

lovecraftsnightmarea

narrowway

evile

19 O’CLOCK

arise

ckunmasked

A man with spiky bleach blonde hair carrying himself with a punk aesthetic pushes his finger through the socket of one eye crowding the other socket with two brown eyes squished together, no longer perfectly round, and the tip of his finger. His face is contorted in the gruesome display. Leaning into it, his neck is off-center in the slick leather jacket he wears.

In a rundown alley between brick buildings, a figure wrapped from head to toe in a white sheet confronts the viewer. Beneath, the contour of the face seems skeletal. The sheet is bound tightly with twine, but one hand is slightly extended, struggling to reach out. Although fleshy and human, the hand reaching out has long untrimmed nails. It's not clear from the splayed fingers whether it reaches out in desperation or threat.

lovecraftsnightmareb

alex

erebus

cacophony

Streaking down out of a stormy blue sky, a pale skinned hero straddles a motorcycle spewing light from its tailpipes and spinning flame from its wheels. The biker clenches white light in a fist drawn back to strike the bat-like demon that he's bearing down on. The demon perches on the needle of the Chrysler building, holding a female angel bound and captive. Below, saturated fiery orange, the nightmare landscape of the city in ruins in consumed in smoke.

A solitary figure stands at the edge of a ruined overpass staring down at a bat demon perched on a spire amid the ruins of a city. Everything at ground level has been reduced to rubble as painted in cool blues and purples. On the horizon, broken stubs of buildings are set against a pink and purple sunset. Above low lying clouds, the sky turns red. Highlighted in yellow, the clouds take the form of a rider on motorcycle with one arm thrown back and mouth open in a scream as he tears upward from the horizon.

smiler

firestarter

twoworlds

peeper

lasttrainfromperdition

itravelbynight

A ghastly pale woman with raven hair and blood red lips reclines lazily on the stone stoop at the entrance to a cottage. Behind her a hag proffers a perfect red apple. The stones wall is weathered and mossy green. The roof is an arch of overgrown branches. Weight resting on one hip, the woman props herself up with arm extended. Embroidered with red flowers, the square neckline of her simple white dress plunges deeply, exposing the hint of her areolae. As she rests back with legs atangle, her big toe teases the eye socket of a skull set in the lush green vegetation on the ground.

doll

hecate

destroyingangel

snowfall

boogeyman

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