it’s the 11th century. or maybe the end of the 10th. the edge of an ancient forest somewhere in central europe. or maybe northeastern europe. a village worn down by time and isolation. or maybe by design. what you know is this: a stranger has ridden out of the woods on a mission he will never fulfil, and he’s brought something else with him, out of the dark.
cw/ domestic violence, gore, memory loss, it’s a horror story,
frey comic. once again an idea that started as a throwaway test comic and once again consumed my entire life for a month and change. sorry if it’s all nonsense without context but i think the art is nice and also i have to stop continuously editing it so: here it is
also you can see it in a much clearer format over here
the last two-ish weeks have been such hot garbage i forgot i finished this; a study of some tiny plants, possibly matricaria discoidea, i took pictures of in Norway back in 2018
