Sight that made John blaze like the sun and dimmed all the rest (and Hastur was there, too), and Arthur raised his face toward that sun like a flower come to bloom.
Arthur is having A Moment(tm) in one of my favorite chapters of Surrogate.
I finished this a few days ago, but I was without internet. Fun fact: it was supposed to be an inking exercise for inktober but uh. It got out of hand. Whoops.
I've spent an inane amount of time on the background, so have it in its full glory:











