"Night Walk" by Richard F. Yates (HF)

[Various pens on paper with digital embellishments and anti-color moshing.] A nega-noir stroll down a dark and dingy street, the breeze crying softly, the ghosts rambunctious and incensed, lampposts oozing sickly licks of light that make the shadows bob and blister, and thin speckles of blood stretching feeble fingers towards the over-flowing storm-drains. Some nights, it just feels good to be alive... ---Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool)