“For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from? The Dust. Where do they go? The Grave. Does blood stir their veins? No: The Night Wind. What ticks in their head? The Worm. What speaks from their mouth? The Toad. What sees… Read more »
Continuing with #InkTober and #Drawlloween, here’s the 3rd in a series of renditions of Ray Bradbury’s Autumn People without their human guises. This one was prompted by last Friday’s Drawlloween assignment: Werewolf.
Today’s #InkTober Autumn Person was inspired by today’s #Drawlloween assignment: Bat.
Somehow #InkTober slipped under my radar for several years, but now that I know about it I’m totally on board. So here’s my first (late) entry – a rendition of what one of Ray Bradbury’s Autumn People might look like without its human face…