I was staring back in terror as I said:
"Master, unless we find concealment here
and soon, I dread the rage of the Fiends: already
they are yelping on our trail: I imagine them
so vividly I can hear them now."
7.125 x 10.125 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
December 20, 2025
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