The Northern Sphinx
(5 hour work; pencil and graphite powder + brush on ~ A4 paper)
“A head full of shadows, a heart full of light.
Named as Hagazussa,
with the mind of a beast; the sky so bright.
Call my name and be forsaken, mystified.
Hope is the salvation,
midst whispered revelations of demons died.
And I carry the arcanum with a hidden smile.
Singing without words,
under a scaled, horned mask, so very vile.”