Ritual of the Grey Valley
Footsteps faltered at the edge of the icy chasm as The Horned Sovereign
an ancient ruler born of nature’s distortion emerged majestically amidst the storm.
Behind him, masked figures with grinning faces watched from the shadows.
The reality around them slowly dissolved and warped into a static pattern, before the horned sovereign fixed his gaze directly upon you.
- ArtistAcxlitch