maybe it's a little strange to accept me for who I am. maybe it's a nice reflection of me and you, altogether, running from this dark reality. maybe you could be the one who was urging to find me. maybe I am not a decent, kind or creature; or whatever you want to call me.
This can't be undone you will obey me. you will cry when I laugh you will learn when I talk you will burn when I light my fire you will be in pain, while I'm watching you drawn you will die when I put on The King's Crown.
Mix media technique acrylic paint
2324 × 3120 px (original size 420 x 594 mm)