Lovecraftian monster. I very much enjoyed making lines with no precision or thought. Pure art, no planning. I'm going to continue down this path. Done with ink.
They gather around, grateful, sending prayers up just to thank.
(Directed at the man selected to be in the tank.)
Who knows why that man is bare in there, and to be frank-
They're thankful that it's him, not them. You can take that to the bank!
Tyler
