WATCH OUT, NEWGROUNDS! TIME FOR A MOTHER FUCKING INTERVENTION!
This is a very personal piece. This is a small exerpt of something I grew up with in my grandmother's house, it becoming extremely haunted shortly after my grandfather had passed away.
This is 'The Bride'.
She was an entity that appeared before me just twice, with the memory engraved in my brain to this day.
Once, as a human, with a heavenly smile, bright blue eyes, a white gown, and long locks of golden hair...and again as this. Before my eyes, she had rotten away. Eyes decaying out of the sockets, hair becoming brittle and falling from their roots, skin peeling off layer by layer.
Yet, she had kept her piercing gaze.
THEN AGAIN, THIS COULD JUST BE MADNESS FINALLY KICKING IN. BUT YOU KNOW.
Anyway, It was very difficult for me to do this, and it took a lot for me to finish this.
Believe me, I toned it down A LOT. This is basically the safe for work version.
Still, I just didn't want to forget, as all.
Maybe you want me to draw more of this kind of thing? Tell me your opinion in the comments.
Now, please excuse me while I shit a whole brick. :3