Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
Some snippets from an idea I'm toying around with: "It's form approached something like a human - but the imitation was crude. Eyes, slightly too far apart. Its skin had an oily sheen, and Its stringy hair floated as if under water.", and "Its formless face exploded into a vile cacophony of colours, and the incomprehensible patterns it created forced me to clamp my eyes shut."