Created with Stable Diffusion
Dimensions: 18,432 x 12,288
File Size: 220 MB

This piece was originally prompted on April 21st, 2023. Upscaled October 2023.

The work depicts a room full of disturbing and disgruntled Ancestral Spirits. Roughly 200 of them to be more precise. They represent ancestral trauma and inherited family curses.

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Upon the eve of All Hallows' dread,
From the abyss, my ancestors, once dead.
Their eyes, like voids, devoid of grace,
"Join us," they snarled, "in this cursed place."

"Abandoned," they hissed, in vehement tones,
"Inherit our malice, feel it in your bones."
Their whispers, like venom, in my mind they'd seep,
Twisting my thoughts, disturbing my sleep.

I sought ancient verses, in shadows I'd tread,
To bind their spirits, where they bled.
With candles flickering, in the night so black,
I faced the Ancestral Spirits, no turning back.

The incantation, laden with despair,
Their presence diminished, but still in the air.
In the shadows' grasp, their eyes glowed bright,
A chilling torment on that cursed night.

Vnderworld
10.31.23