Hours of the Tide: Theive's Night II

 She came in a dream, after the delerium of ill-gotten gains well recieved...


Headless, headless, but with a good heart...


From the inferi, the below...


And the prayers that conjured her were made with old words...


And her ghostly form glows even in the dark; a corpse-like beauty, an infernal beauty.


Hail Queen of Thieves.

1 comment

  1. It's so nice to see another piece of art from you. Gorgeous, and a fascinating subject.

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