#stonebones

Nugs was a rescue that my wife took in. She is very happy now, when we got her she had no claws left from stuck shed. He got a lot of bugs for these photos.

Day 9 of 31, stonebones the bonebarrion

RAGE! Double the damage!

commissioned work

“All I remember is a sea of black glass, endless eddies of swirling darkness cutting with a thousand tiny pieces. His hideous laughter rumbling across the empty skies like thunder. Imagine wading through that vast burning obsidian plain, reaching forever for that brief chance at peace, at rest and then realizing how much of you is starting too look like the black stone you stomp through. That’s why I go after these imposters, these bastards who to take longer to break than we do but when I’m done, all that’s left is the bits of blood and bone they were made from. Figure I kill enough of them and He’ll come back, looking for who’s gotten rid of his lackeys and minions in this shithole of a town. Not sure what I’ll do if that happens, all I know is that I’m tired of hiding, tired of jumping at every thunder storm and thinking I’m back in that flat black ocean. The Obisidian King dies or I do. It’s as simple as that.” - Al Baker