Ongaku

The void sings to all, but only she could make out the message to obey. She was the creeping moss, the constrictor serpent, the long limned monster created when one shines too bright. Decorated in archaic representations of the endless void itself, the haunting whispers of her late mother's ancient curse dictated her decent into darkness. Her terrifying ability to bring to life her disturbing depictions of those crawling from the toothed maw of the void, made her a legendary prodigy early in her 900 year life. Inky hair seeped messily down her back, kinky and wiry in style, much like she herself, twin tails bore massive skull masks, and predominantly fox orange fur perfumed with suspicious incessance, made up the artist of the spirit world. She explained away the insanity which shone in her forever-crying visage, as messages from her long deceased mother, delivered in Macabre dreams. Like the speckled black markings her shoulders borne, the weight of being the undying extension of her beloved departed mother, was a weight she carried with not only ease, but grace as well.