After several weeks of hiking I ventured forth into a dark network of tunnels, navigating through this dank environment shrouded in shadows I felt as if eyes watched be from just beyond my grasp. The air clung to my skin with a chilling embrace as I embarked on this journey to document the legendary Hallownest. Every step forward was a perilous journey, my senses sharpened as I explored the treacherous unknown, but may I had grown overconfident. Suddenly, as if cursed by fate, I stumbled upon an unforeseen abyss, plunging into its depths. The canyon came alive with an eerie mist that swirled around me, emitting a peculiar electric sensation. The dense fog obscured my vision, rendering me vulnerable yet captivated by its enigmatic presence. My sights first set on a faintly glowing orb that pulsed delicately through the mist, I referred to the old book I had found that had started all of this. Barely legible on the front was the word Hunter's. Siting down to watch I was captivated by this creature, flicking through the pages I remember an entry called the Uoma, I opened my sketchbook and began to catalogue what I could.
Carl_R_Johnston
(Artwork by myself, drawn in pen and ink then digitised and edited in procreate) Merch and prints available (pm me for print prices as much cheaper than Redbubble)