MarciLustra

The fog is here

Eve, unrelated to the mother of mankind. Created from my imagination.

A sad boy, just like me fr

It has a mouth and from it spews the end of times

Seriously, why are there so many beams of light in forests and lakes?

On the infinitieth floor, a deal is cut to kill the planet

Pink grass yet again, where does it come from and who makes it?

The sun sets

This forest has been selected.

The forest has been chosen

We have lift off.

The fog is here and winter is coming

Why do they keep spawning in these lands? These singularities are too plural.

Pink grass, how does it work? I wonder

What is that cat doing over there?

The beam, where does it come from? What made it appear? And why?

A gate opens to an alternate world. Will you go in?

A green grassy meadow on a wonderful afternoon

The Chameleon guardian watches over her.

Happy Velantines...late

A simple augmentation. One cyborg eye. What does it trickle down to?

The beam in the distance is both ominous and tranquil. What could be the source?

The fire kingdom is currently searching for her and yet here she is, in your room, in your shirt.

Atlas spotted on an open meadow with no life in sight. What happened here?

Atlas looms above a cityscape with the clouds hiding most of the view

A black hole looms too close to a mountain range. A lone cat enjoys the apocalyptic scene.

I made this in the hopes that i will allow others to enjoy my artwork.