Continuing on with my “sketchbook series”
“With the rhythmic chatter of it’s teeth, along with the hollow drumming of the skulls against it’s horns, a sound mistaken as musical notes can be heard within the darkness of the surrounding forest.
The parents were unaware of such sound as it was too primitive to be picked up by ears of age and experience. It filled the ears of those still new to the world, fresh and pure of the world’s noise and atmosphere….it called the children….it engulfed the children….it hypnotized them.
One by one, the children awoke from their slumber, and drifted towards this sound of unknowing danger, and as they drew closer, the sounds of the rattling lullaby that captivated their minds, was replaced by the sounds of water running and with what could only be described as boots stuck in mud…if the children knew what that sounded like…
It was merely the uneaten organs and flesh of past children that The Lullaby had not yet consumed"