thepaintedrealm. An unsettling oil painting captures a crowned, skeletal king, draped in a robe of shifting shadows, leading a procession of silent, masked figures through a barren wasteland. The cracked earth beneath them stretches endlessly, split apart by deep, endless fissures that hum with a faint, unnatural glow. The sky above is an endless void, punctuated only by a massive, unmoving eye embedded in the heavens, watching without blinking. The figures march in perfect unison, their golden masks reflecting a world that does not exist.