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Iapyx, the Architect of Fate by Fafnir313, literature

Literature

Iapyx, the Architect of Fate

Chapter 22: Iapyx, the Architect of Fate “Bastion! What are you doing?!” Igor shouted, rope sliding through his fingers as something violently pulled on the other end. “Get her out of there!” Bastion hovered over the edge of the Origin Well, neck extended into the opening and fingers tapping as if his patience were running thin. The line yanked forward, pulling Igor, the rope whining and smoke rising from his hands. Morta screamed, begging for help and there was a scraping noise as she clawed against the stonewalls. Igor dug his feet into the marble floor, carpets bunching up beneath his hooves as he was dragged toward the altar. Bastion finally moved, dusty rags falling off his shoulders to reveal grafted insect-like appendages with circular saws, spinning lathes, and power lines cut to expose the copper filaments, blue arcs of electricity snapping across his back. “To my dearest daughter,” he said, fingers running across the rope as if he were caressing a woman’s

In the Darkness, She Waits by Fafnir313, literature

Literature

In the Darkness, She Waits

Chapter 21: In the Darkness, She Waits Nona emptied her drawers into a large roller bag, folding her clothes and layering them like stacking bricks in a purse. Corsets, petticoats, jackets, gowns, redingotes on the bottom, stockings, modesty slips, silk ribbon garters, and chemises on the top. She put her fingers to her lips, thinking for a moment. Pregnancy strips and toothpaste were essential, but her walnut giant horn gramophone and vinyl record collection took up too much space. Nona sighed, stroking the ridges along the record player’s metal horn. She lifted with her knees, the instrument’s brass tube smacking her chin as she hauled it over to her bedside table. With a grunt, she dropped it, panting heavily, and wiping the sweat from her brow. “My lady,” said Charon. “Are you sure-” “Yes, I’m sure.” She cut him off, waving her hand dismissively. Charon’s photo lens zoomed in, body hanging from the ceiling like the museum relic he was, taught zip lines

Leaving Home by Fafnir313, literature

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Leaving Home

Chapter 20: Leaving Home “Where did you hide her?!” Morta shouted, shaking Nona’s shoulders. Nona tore herself away from her sister, skipping behind Decima’s loom, but not before Morta ripped the ribbon out of her hair. She screamed, knees shaking, hands over her head. The surrounding tapestries billowed, hung like meat from hooks, an entire generation unbound by the Isomerase. “Where is she?!” “I’m not telling!” There was a missing space where a tapestry was once tied tightly with millions—a mortal life, free of the central dogma of fate. “Go away, Morta!” Nona ran from the Origin Well but tripped over her feet, the wind licking her hair as she crashed against the floor, carpet puckering underneath her, a velvety debris field. “I gotcha!” Morta leaped on top of her, pinning her arms against the floor, black skirts piling on top of her, Nona’s legs locked between Morta’s knees. “Don’t move, sis! I’m stronger than you!” Morta’s knife dangled from her nape, a

Is this where I truly belong? by Fafnir313, literature

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Is this where I truly belong?

Chapter 19: Is this where I truly belong? Nona tripped, rocks tumbling over the side of a steep ravine and echoing about the mouth of the chasm. She slammed her back against the cliffside, hyperventilating as she peeked over the ledge, knees wobbly. There was a river, white rapids, and pointy rocks some five hundred feet down. “Oh, gawds! Oh, gawds!” The wind howled, and the dirt was loose under her heels. She looked to her right at a branch dangling precariously above her. The warbler nest was within reach. Nona took a deep breath, her heart beating fast and her hands sweating. “Just don’t look down,” she said, inching closer to her target, back square against the cliffside. “My lady…” Charon’s head appeared over the ravine, giraffe-like neck angling down towards her, eye shifting like the lens of an old camera. “Allow me to assist you, at least.” “You stay right where you are!” she shouted. “What kind of mother would I be if I can’t do this much?!” Nona gulped,

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STRIGOI by SickJoe, visual art

STRIGOI

SickJoe

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About SickJoe

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Artist // Professional // Traditional Art

Feb 10
United States
Deviant for 16 years

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I love horror.

Current Residence: Deep Gap, NC

Personal Quote: no...i'm not trying to poison you.

Favourite Visual Artist

mignola, giger, joe mad, adam warren, micheal turner

Favourite Movies

Night of the Living Dead (b&w or remake)

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Black Dahlia Murder and Old Man's Child

Favourite Writers

Clive Barker and H. P. Lovecraft

Favourite Games

Cyberpunk 2077, Mass Effect Trilogy, Dominions 5

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Tools of the Trade

microns, mechanical pencils, forceps, chest spreaders, scalpels,fishing line and open canvas...oh my

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If its dark, it speaks

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SickJoe

Jul 16, 2022

The Autumn War RELEASED!

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My friend and constant patron Snekguy has finally released the 4 books for his Autumn War series and I'm jazzed I can forward the info for them! He's awesome and if you dig sexy scifi action, then you should definitely check it out!

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SickJoe

Jun 23, 2022

The War for the Pallid Throne

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Get your copy of the book that Fafnir313 released featuring my illustrations over at https://www.amazon.com/War-Pallid-Throne-Michael-Schultz/dp/B0B3FGQJRV If you dig lovecraft, you will dig this, i assure you. Have a good one! ;)

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SickJoe

Apr 7, 2021

Thanks to you all (1k Watchers)

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I really appreciate all of you and this community. Feelings of alienation are quickly dispatched knowing there are a multitude of you out there who see untapped beauty in the darker corners of the world and share it. Who feel catharsis through connection with darker culture and know it is not a true reflection of their sum, just a facet of what intrigues them. They speak of the abyss and gazing into it, how you should be wary of the beast that stares back...what they never told you...was the abyss is nothing more than a mirror. How are we to understand the cycles we find ourselves perpetually caught in if we never reflect upon our darkest, most hidden, motivations and drives? Do not ever be afraid of what you may find inside yourself, just strive to understand the machinations of the beast that moves you, so you may move it along pathways of your own construction. I wish all of you all the love and all the luck in all the world, -SJ

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Fafnir313

Feb 25, 2023

Hey man! Thanks for all the faves and badges! Here are a few from me :)

SickJoe

Feb 25, 2023

I got all these damn points might as well spread the love :D

Darth-Khali

Jan 21, 2023

Epic gallery! I love the wild vibes all your drawings have.

SickJoe

Jan 21, 2023

Thanks so much! I try to keep it colorfully dark around here :D

slivkityan

Nov 6, 2022

Wow, such a beautiful works! O_O✨

Thanks :D

With your permission I take the opportunity to present myself and make a proposal: I´m Xurxo Avila, a spanish actor, director, writer and producer. I have a horror script that I have not been able to shoot and I was thinking of turning it into a graphic novel for IMAGE COMICS -WE ALL WORK FOR MONEY- with the collaboration of one of my best friends, the USA`s editor and colorist JOSÉ VILLARRUBIA. I have seen your drawings and would you like to draw the story? I really like your style very much, I think it would go very well to the story and I think we could create a unique and fascinating horror story. I hope I didn't bother you with the proposal. The idea is to draw 6 scenes from the script (he told me that it is the usual number when you send it to any American comic book publisher), send them along with the same script and a lot of things that I have more (you can see some of them on my page, in the folder entitled: "CINEMA" : art concepts, posters,...) to the publisher and see if they like it and get us to work. If you want I pass the script to you, you read it, and you tell me. Greetings.

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