Greetings, friends! Today, let's dive into this illustration
Deep within the whisperwood, where trees cast no shadow and the wind carries muffled screams, dwells the devourer of gazes, an ancient and cursed creature, its body is green and slimy, like rotting moss, and from its forehead twist gnarled horns, black as a moonless night, but the most terrifying thing about the devourer is not its single gleaming eyes, it´s the eyes hanging from its neck torn from its victims
