Are not so different...they lurk in the mist of night with a flock in flight. Nocternal fiends who prey on the weak minds. Like their home on pedestals, skyscrapers, and highrises; they seek the high life above it all. When the sun comes up a Gargoyle's skin hardens and they sleep, like wise women harden with makeup and put their sextual beasts to sleep such a perfect facade.
art design by: Heather ´Ari´ Harvey
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