thepaintedrealm. Oil painted and horror art style. A painting, thick with oil strokes, as if made in panic, as if the artist despised it. A city, vast and inhuman, its towers forged from molten gold and hardened sorrow, its streets frozen rivers of black tears. Above it floats a figure woven from shadow and bone dust, its arms stretching as long as centuries. From its open mouth spills a silent hymn, and where the sound should be, only ashes fall—thick, endless, suffocating. The people below do not flee. They kneel, their eyes hollow, their hands raised to catch the cinders as if they were divine. The god does not bless them. It only watches