This crouching corpse waits in the fog, one hand clawing forward, the other bracing for the leap. With sunken eyes and a skeletal frame wrapped in damp, decaying threads, he’s not chasing you—he’s inviting you. The muted greens and browns echo the earth he rose from, while the eerie glow in his gaze hints at something ancient... and hungry.
Still. Rotten. Ready to strike.
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