Journey my darker side

The Unholy Mother

This is the dark moon, this is corruption of the family, false fathers and the unholy mother, filling the cup of filth to bring forth the end, birthing the black waters that will stamp the Trinity of Oblivion upon the collapsing universe.

Mear Dem Ha

This is the music maker, he shapes forms of those forgotten from a soup of evil made manifest into twisted, mutated bodies expressing their individual and internal horrors. His flutes lull them into it and their emotional rot spirals them into war, death and destruction.

Moloch

Those lead by self interest over kindness, who follow that path so deep they end up teetering upon the black milk of Moloch, dangling from his many tits like jewellery. He has grown mighty and on the final day he marches with his minions to face the light.

Thelsium

This is the lord of Sinuki, a council member searching pain and lust for answers to questions he’s forgotten. He is lost in a never ending orgasm of agony and sex.

Justice

He is simply the death of all who hurt children. He is their protector and their release, their healer and their road to the unseen father.

Labour

She is the oddity of childbirth and love. A contemplation of the manifestation of another cosmic entity brought into this world. A strange gem, a machinal organism, a beacon of light, love and strangeness.

Jim

A fan art piece for the Paranormal Podcast with Jim Harold.

The Blue Baptist

From the pit in which rives the cries of the abused a monster came, but not just any vile demon, rather a complex entity of love heavily saturated with sadness so dense it collapsed and turned itself into death - brutal, violent death only soothed by the slaying of those that offended it. His eyeless head will split, revealing the one eye that sees, sees their sickness and with his sledge he'll crush them into pulp while the ghosts of children rejoice and find comfort in his arms.

They're all marked, living and dead, and all will find their way to him. Only when they are all baptized in the blue flames of the Second Death will he gladly perish, never to be again.

Mummies and Monsters

A fun piece about camping in the wrong woods.