
Gale @ Me
Art @
antar-dragon
You panic, dashing down alleyways as the screaming from the streets grows louder.
She's here.
The blood of people you once knew fills the streets. Swarms of crows descend, feasting on the living as well as the dead, and lightning strikes in the sky despite the lack of rain. People cry out, the end has come. There's no escape.
No escape.
Rounding a corner and climbing a large wall you manage to drop down into the quiet recesses of the city, so close to the stables at the edge. Surely there's still a horse nearby, you need only ride to freedom, warn someone, get help. Behind you a dead end and in front, the gate to freedom lies teasingly ajar.
The shadows move.
Slowly they begin to creep out from the wall, once small and dull but now black and growing. From their midnight depths, two piercing green eyes shine out. There's no hatred, no anger...no chance of kindness or compassion. There's nothing, no emotion. Soon her full form grows, appearing even as you blink. Where once was nothing now stands a tall and somewhat muscular woman, bandages draping around her, moving and writhing like snakes, living. Blades in hand, she reaches out behind her, closing your only hope of escape.
No escape.
"Ah...ah...ahhhhh..." She slowly mutters. The sound is unearthly, unsettling, almost beautiful, but gutteral and monstrous all the same. Her mouth moves, showing off her large hideous teeth. Your heart races, green light flashes in the dark.
You did not escape.
Art @

You panic, dashing down alleyways as the screaming from the streets grows louder.
She's here.
The blood of people you once knew fills the streets. Swarms of crows descend, feasting on the living as well as the dead, and lightning strikes in the sky despite the lack of rain. People cry out, the end has come. There's no escape.
No escape.
Rounding a corner and climbing a large wall you manage to drop down into the quiet recesses of the city, so close to the stables at the edge. Surely there's still a horse nearby, you need only ride to freedom, warn someone, get help. Behind you a dead end and in front, the gate to freedom lies teasingly ajar.
The shadows move.
Slowly they begin to creep out from the wall, once small and dull but now black and growing. From their midnight depths, two piercing green eyes shine out. There's no hatred, no anger...no chance of kindness or compassion. There's nothing, no emotion. Soon her full form grows, appearing even as you blink. Where once was nothing now stands a tall and somewhat muscular woman, bandages draping around her, moving and writhing like snakes, living. Blades in hand, she reaches out behind her, closing your only hope of escape.
No escape.
"Ah...ah...ahhhhh..." She slowly mutters. The sound is unearthly, unsettling, almost beautiful, but gutteral and monstrous all the same. Her mouth moves, showing off her large hideous teeth. Your heart races, green light flashes in the dark.
You did not escape.
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Jackal
Size 927 x 1200px
File Size 137.6 kB
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