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✰ death by dungeon ✰ Wizard & Visual Artist Benny Forever πŸˆβ€β¬›οΈ

Kavinskyalbum outrun
Me and Torin Langen filming Offerings illegally inside of Rockwood
I have exercised the demons
The buffalo buffalo hunter by Stephen graham jones
Paul Tremblay Dead but dreaming of electric sheep
Summer of the monsters by David sodergren
The October film haunt a novel by Michael Wehunt A VHS distorted image of a pathway leading into a hole in a forest surrounded by what looks like gravestones
And all of a sudden you're sitting in this livingroom watchin something from six years ago
Mark Borchardt sitting at his typewriter
Mark Borchardt saying Thats what its all about, rust and decay.
Poster for dead silence A dummy has a corpse hand making the shhhh sign in front of it
Sean Paul dutty rock
The mound
Widows Bay
Safety Saves Written by: Andrew Smart
HORRORSTΓ–R by Grady Hendrix
I cant believe its the middle of July
A series of art pieces from owllog aka Andrew Smart
The October film haunt by Micheal wehunt
Ask me anything
Punisher dumping slime down a tube, hopefully on some kid.
Black Flame by Gretchen Felker-Martin
Pee wee Herman flying
My inprnt page
Breaking bad filter but real life
Art at the beginning of covid
A wizard fighting some kind of creature
A person is looking at a dinosaur skull in a museum
The doomies Two kids are looking up at a lighthouse
No Star Should Be This Certain by Andrew Smart Our sun mistakes itself for the first god Every morning, it spreads gold across the sky Demanding that every living thing be seen I have always considered visibility a form of violence All of the other stars knew better They speak to us from their impossible distances In a silence older than memory knows Never demanding worship The sun burns every question Before it can become a prayer It bleaches mystery from the shadows of the world The light is not mercy It's an interrogation A daily anxiety building in my cold, dead chest The night is crowded with the forgotten The slow movements of planets The shallow breathing of abandoned animals All of it sleeping beneath the existence Of a false golden god I would drink not blood But dark matter Fill my veins with the cold between galaxies Where no star has earned the right to call itself eternal They would fear my shadow The sun has mistaken longevity for truth One day it will become another corpse Floating through the unknown Its impossible fire folding inward on itself Its empire of warmth Collapsing into the same silence That it spent billions of years trying to escape I think about that often Because every fool believes The brightness is forever But every shadow that moves on its own Already knows how every star ends
An image of Saint Mantis, a one armed Saint. In the corner is a sticker that asks you to draw this in your style
A white cat in grass
Star Trek: The Next Generation Gulliver's Fugitives
A Scarecrow with a pumpkin head
Ghosts of salt marsh board game Dungeons & Dragons
A dog looking at a dark void past a door
A few vhs tapes.
A Blockbuster Video clamshell case showcasing the movie Aliens
Poster for the movie volcano which features a city exploding in the Middle with volcanic ash filling the sky and lava bursting out of The Middle
Two scary dudes and two faces with $50 commissions
Typo negatives album life is killing me which features a heartbeat pattern that flat lines as it goes to the right
A man yelling about poems
Tierra Whacks new album whacks museum which features a person standing on a green background holding up an image of a woman which appears to be a collage of a bunch of cut up other images and in the bottom right corner is the parental advisory explicit lyrics
A man meditating between two purple curtains
You cant hide from the storm
A blue sky license for me
The lord of the rings adventure book game
A 4 panel comic of Mulder talking to aliens
The board for the adventure book game lord of the rings
A masked man holding a sword wearing a green cloak
Me on some stairs
Ask me anything
The suffering
Gillman
Warlock The Fighting Fantasy Magazine Issue #1
Fungus baby
A blue guy with a little party hat
A man in a hallway
In a field of rocks, fog, and overgrown foliage sits the wizards tower. A tall rock pillar reaching high into the moonlit sky. Old and crumbling, but something still haunts its rooms.
A dragon in a doorway of a dungeon