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unexplained-events: Roots ‘Roots’ is a creation of Pumpkinrot, who creates new and horrifying things for each Halloween. Roots, according to the creator, is a humanoid creature that emits the smell of decaying flesh to attract ravens or any other
chaos-is-our-master: “Decay and corruption of the flesh are their secret joys, and they are abominations of the eyes of men…” -Anonymous Plague Marine
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akifutoys: Introducing: Kyorg Reborn, In The Flesh! Deep in the woods, past the elder trees and long-forgotten, decaying trunks littering the abandoned paths, a shining gold-ivory dragon lives alone. He keeps to himself, enjoying his peace… but every
Wax vanitas, Europe, 1701-1800 Vanitas are works of art intended to remind the viewer of the shortness of human life, the uselessness of vanity and the certainty of death. This example features many symbols typical for this type of object, such as a skull
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icecreamsandwichcomics: I’m not scared of your slowly decaying flesh!Full Image - Twitter - Bonus
icecreamsandwichcomics: I’m not scared of your slowly decaying flesh! Full Image - Twitter - Bonus
spoliamag: “Bees are the smallest of birds. They are born from the bodies of oxen, or from the decaying flesh of slaughtered calves; worms form in the flesh and then turn into bees. Bees live in community, choose the most noble among them as king,
dariaendresen: Sedlec ossuary, Kutná Hora (Czech republic). Own There are similar places all over Europe. People would be entombed in tunnels (catacombs) below the earth. After the flesh had decayed from the bones, they would be taken from the tomb
axemurderercreighton: kbearart: kbearart: kbearart: studiomappa: Your flesh will decay… Your mind will fade… But you will never die… Attack of the Croutons Yes Yes. A crouton salad, to be exact. U WOT? ((Pate, you should start running
Sweet sweet smell of decaying flesh...
mothersofmyheart: “it should go without saying, bodies are fragile things. That’s what makes them different from ideologies—they are bound to matter, they are flesh that can be touched, held, scarred, that can dance and laugh, that will decay, that
miraruinada:“Excuse me?!” he shouted for the third time that night, looking at the zombie approaching out of nowhere. Creature like that could be smelled before it even appeared, and he retched at the horrible stench that decaying flesh brought on.
