Amethyst Skull Mask
This is one of my paintings, it’s still work in progress, but I decided to share it anyway.
My Tumblr: http://lindaellell.tumblr.com/
Oh honey, that’s just how old houses are. They settle. They sometimes creak or groan, or quietly weep, or demand blood sacrifice in voices that sounds like the fluttering wings of a thousand moths. It’s just the house settling. For whatever it can get. Go back to sleep.