Lovely drawing by  ira-arn definitely one of my favorite drawings.

So I wrote a little story for this drawing, I just literally wrote it so well I just hope that you have fun reading it:


It is funny how things work in real life, when you are a little kid they tell you stories about monsters and demons that would never have mercy on your soul, but the reality is that we are the monsters.

I´m not an important man, but I´ve been taken away from my family by some odd figures that cover their bodies with dark hoods, the only thing that I can see from their body are they mouths and those shinny lights that look like torches. They put me inside a cage and lock me up, the cage is so small that I can barely move.

I think that it has been five days since I was left in the cage, but I don´t really know. The place where I was locked up was cold and so dark that it was like looking to the night sky...and the only stars that I had were their horrible burning eyes.

They took the cage out from the dark place and took me to the exterior.

They placed me in the middle of a circle and they all stared at me like if I was just a piece of meat. The figure that was in front of me opened his mouth and with an smile he said what there were going to do to me, my mind was in shock as I didn´t thought that it was possible to be murdered like that. Then they all sang one of the prohibited invocations to attract the demon of the wind. I was going to be the sacrifice for the demon of the wind.

Time passed so slowly and after some torturous hours the morning came by. I could see them now, they were all wolves but their eyes looked cold and dead.

The took me out of the cage and tied me up to four trees one for each body extremity.

They lifted a dagger and with magic they light it up on fire.

The one with the flaming dagger walked slowly to me, and when he was going to open my chest the sound of thunder came from the north.

There was another wolf swinging in the vines of the trees, an infinite thunder was running through his body. He jumped down and kicked the head of the man with the dagger.

Maybe there was some sort of magic or it was an hallucination, but the sound of drums of war showed up in the air. The dark hooded figures and the wolf started to fight, but it was weird as the wolf´s style looked more like a dance a well coordinated dance while the figures looked like inexperienced dancers. The battle was over in the matter of seconds.

The wolf freed me and that´s when I could take a good look at him. He looked like a demon, he had horns, the arm was unskinned and his mouth had just little bits of flesh here and there.

The smiled to me and offered me his normal looking hand.

He took me home.


When I try to sleep I still can see their eyes, they burn inside my soul, but if I really try to calm down a bolt of lighting dances through them and extinguishes their flame.