Ashmouth Lanternbane

Meet Ashmouth Lanternbane, The Light That Waits.

Children think he’s a guardian — a walking ember lighting the path home.
He thinks so too.
He doesn’t understand when they run.

His body is built from things that burn but never die: roots, cinders, and the husks of old scarecrows. His head, a rotting pumpkin lantern, glows not with flame but memory, the last warmth he felt before being forgotten.

He means well, or at least he once did. His smile is too wide now, his hands too long. When he reaches out, he forgets how fragile mortals are.

His touch leaves a faint burn that smells of nostalgia and smoke..

Acrylic on Heavy Duty Brown Paper
31 x 36 inches

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