Yet another creature in a squatting position. I don't know why that has been on my brain lately. I originally had the idea of some prisoners in a dark cell with dramatic lighting just screaming mindlessly. There is something about the futility of anger while in a dungeon that strikes a chord with me. I guess in prison anger and rage is easy and accessible. So while I did this layout sketch it sort of morphed into an angel that somehow got its wings ripped off. Yet another glimpse into the pathology of my psyche.
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