The weight grows heavier...
not with every step, but with every alien and obscene image graven in the living stone. The pressing, cloying, suffocating weight of the secret forms of chaos blazoned in your mind. The end comes not from without, but from within. A psychic implosion unfurls slowly from the darkest reptilian corners of the brain stem.
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The lights go out...
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Process
Original Photography - section of mosaic
Mutated
Mirrored
Rotated and Cropped - Base Image for mutations at top of post
