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I literally own everything in this outfit.

Even #theshiningcarpet socks

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patriciodelpeche:

“Camilla: You, sir, should unmask.

Stranger: Indeed?

Cassilda: Indeed it’s time. We all have laid aside disguise but you.

Stranger: I wear no mask.

Camilla: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask!

– The King in Yellow, Act I, Scene 2.”
Robert W. Chambers,The King in Yellow and Other Horror Stories


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 An Inhabitant of Carcosa, by Tina Welslau (surya-leilani), via DeviantArt.

An Inhabitant of Carcosa, by Tina Welslau (surya-leilani), viaDeviantArt.


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A digital drawing of Hastur. He is wearing a bright yellow robe, and is wrapped around a box. He has many hands, and black goop drips from under the robe.ALT
The same as the previous image, but transparent.ALT

Got this done today! I really like the visuals of Hastur as some sort of many-limbed Creature that only takes the shape of a King and if you lift the robes you’ll probably see Goop so.

Drew that.

Available on my redbubble! (link in bio)

Happy Tiny Hastur Tuesday this came to me in a vision

daia-arts: Halls of Carcosa - Color ExerciseHe dreamt of long, unending halls, with ceilings as highdaia-arts: Halls of Carcosa - Color ExerciseHe dreamt of long, unending halls, with ceilings as high

daia-arts:

Halls of Carcosa - Color Exercise

He dreamt of long, unending halls, with ceilings as high as the sky.

He dreamt of twisting corridors, maze-like pathways into unknown chambers.

He dreamt of bottomless pits, where the screams of long lost subjects pleaded to serve once again.

The Eye-of-All sends him these visages, guiding him into his enlightenment. But the King in Yellow had seen enough. At the end of the Halls of Carcosa, he found his throne, a symbol of his old rule, torn into pieces.

What once was could not be. The Ravens of the World whispered to him the Winds of Change. He knew what had to be done.

The King in Yellow would adorn his new Crown, and he would find his ascension. His subjects, who wished to be free of his torment, would serve him once again

For the word of The King in Yellow was law.

His word was Reality. His word was Truth.


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 Halls of Carcosa - Color ExerciseHe dreamt of long, unending halls, with ceilings as high as the sk Halls of Carcosa - Color ExerciseHe dreamt of long, unending halls, with ceilings as high as the sk

Halls of Carcosa - Color Exercise

He dreamt of long, unending halls, with ceilings as high as the sky.

He dreamt of twisting corridors, maze-like pathways into unknown chambers.

He dreamt of bottomless pits, where the screams of long lost subjects pleaded to serve once again.

The Eye-of-All sends him these visages, guiding him into his enlightenment. But the King in Yellow had seen enough. At the end of the Halls of Carcosa, he found his throne, a symbol of his old rule, torn into pieces.

What once was could not be. The Ravens of the World whispered to him the Winds of Change. He knew what had to be done.

The King in Yellow would adorn his new Crown, and he would find his ascension. His subjects, who wished to be free of his torment, would serve him once again

For the word of The King in Yellow was law.

His word was Reality. His word was Truth.


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Another color exercise, but this time I really wanted to draw The King in Yellow, I always loved theAnother color exercise, but this time I really wanted to draw The King in Yellow, I always loved the

Another color exercise, but this time I really wanted to draw The King in Yellow, I always loved the fear and mystery that surrounded him.


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