The Hills Have Eyes

Among the bones of the damned, the hill stares silent and eternal. An eclipse swallows the heavens, dragging restless souls into its black gravity. The earth rots beneath the weight of its own creation, the reflection of man’s decay. When the sun dies, only the truth remains, the darkness that always was. A grim reminder: no matter who or what you believe in, death will come, and you will be swallowed by the darkness that has always lurked within your soul. Artwork created using pointillism on 200g paper. The original drawing was conceived and completed in four days of intense dedication, inspired and created to the sound of Electric Wizard. Measuring 43.5 × 31.3 cm, this piece is accompanied by the original artwork for the primary buyer.