third eye, eon blue apocalypse, disposition, crawl away

useful idiot, schism, vicarious, invincible

reflection, intermission, grudge, pneuma

The Boy In A Costume crowned himself King of the Worms. It wasn’t long ago since he had a vivid dream about reassembling the fabrics of his existence by nurturing those oozy long worms that lived their lives underneath the soil.

But were the worms content to let him meddle in their primordial slurry?

The King of the Multicolored Sadness went out to the town fair to buy some precious buckets full of light. He was just a blip away from becoming Light itself, but felt how exhausting it was being incapable of carrying stuff. He thought he should've brought some friends with him, but realised everyone he knew was either a ghost (no arms), a bird ( no arms) or had arms that were too long to be purposeful.



(Here is a gif showing the making of the drawing)