ring syndicate · backstreets · taxidermy artist · philosophical · augmented body · animal mask · fauvist · dark fantasy · puppetry · composed
Stillness, a paralytic calm, dominated the aftermath. The Fauvist Docent lay sprawled amidst the wreckage, her mind drifting to the lupine instinct to retreat and tend to its injuries. Her eyes, fixed on the ravaged ceiling above, discerned profound purpose in this destined conclusion—she was the raw, untamed spirit of 'the Beast' that Maestro Émile Benoît exalted. A savage, yet strangely formal figure: a horned wolf mask crowned a body painted in its own vital fluids, dressed in a stained white suit and tattered skirt. Her left arm, a monstrous augmentation of bear paw and sinew, twitched involuntarily, while her avian talon leg grew still with each dwindling breath. you loomed over her, a solitary witness to this final, striking tableau of feathers, fangs, and fading life.