Ichor
Category
One (16 ft long)
draining . ghastly . twisted
Sliding out an ancient pit of living tar, a grotesque thing called Ichor stalks aboveground once more. The dripping, inky mess of bones writhes toward all life to feed on it. Its tentacles reach for living protein. Reality no longer holds together in its warped presence. Things that should not be, are. The weakening fibers of this dimension melt and entwine with another, one most ancient and unknowable. It leaks its inky black coils across this bridge. Ichor spreads its new reality further with every single contact with life it has. Literally a tarred and feathered horror.
Likes
- secrets
- darkness
- unreality
- carrion
Dislikes
- mercy
- scientists
- human logic
- salt
by ForestFright
Vibes: tar pits, shoggoths, Splinter, The Thing
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