My Anger's Share Picture

Title inspired by the poem 'On another's sorrow' by William Blake.

"...Can I see a falling tear,
And not feel my sorrow's share?
Can a father see his child
Weep, nor be with sorrow filled.."

This is a mythological creature from the culture of a race I have created, the SiciNas. It is known as a Vasalkka. This creature is a ghost or type of undead that is created by all the helpless anger people feel. She looks like a living child, except that all the flesh is rotted on her torso, and instead of a heart her ribcage is full of carnivorous glow worms. She is found in places that have witnessed great injustices, with her knees drawn up to hide her chest and her hair hanging over her face. Every Vasalkka looks as though they have had their claws removed, a great sacrilege among SiciNas, symbolising the victimisation of those whose anger they represent.

If you see her, you must immediately, and as quietly as you can, go back the way you came; for if she sees you...

It is said that only slaves can ask for a quick death.

As hatred incarnate, she is said to destroy everything and everyone she can, without mercy or limits. Legend has her destroying entire species when the anger of those they enslaved calls her into existence, and there is no known way to appease or remove her. She serves as a reminder that what you do to others comes back to you.

...Originally drawn in pencil but painted over in PSD. :] Coloured version will be up on Wednesday.
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