Standing on top, looking higher
Winds gets stronger, my will’s clearer
Dare to utter my wish louder:
Give me two wings made of aether!
***
Perché bien haut, les cieux je mire
Les vents me poussent à oser dire
Mon voeux secret, profond désir :
Je veux des ailes d’Éther pour fuir !
Puny hairless monkey, you dare defying me?
I am the pinacle of all the Creation,
I am undestructible! I am a Dragon!
Know you place insignifiant worm, bow before me!
***
Stupide singe glabre, tu oses me défier, un dragon ?
Je suis l’ultime pinacle de la création,
Je suis indestructible, je suis immortel, moi !
Misérable vermisseau, rampe donc devant moi !
Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook / Porte-mine sur carnet A6
She likes lava, hell’s only solace
But there’s a very sensible place
On all demons but angels nowhere,
What is it? Do you ask. She won’t share
Ink brush doodle on A6 sketchbook
***
Elle aime les bains de lave, réconfort de l’enfer
La chaleur ne la gène, elle prends garde toutefois
A cet endroit plutot sensible, près du derrière
Où les démons possèdent ce que les anges n’ont pas
Oh Flurugliel! Demon of uncomfortable heat!
Give my enemies a light sweating!
Make them longs for something icy!
Be a little hot to bear but not too much!
(A pal of Ereghastiel, Archangel of mild fear)
***
Oh Flurugliel ! Démon de l’inconfortable chaleur !
Inflige à mes ennemis à une légère transpiration !
Fait-leur souhaiter une rafraîchissante boisson !
Apporte-leur l’inconfort de quelques heures !
(Un pote d’Ereghastiel, archange de l’apréhension)
Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook / Criterium sur Carnet A6
“And hoary Nodens raised a howl of triumph when Nyarlathotep, close on his quarry, stopped baffled by a glare that seared his formless hunting-horrors to grey dust. ”
– HPL , Dream-Quest Of Unknown Kadath
“And in the air about him were great viperine creatures, which had curiously distorted heads, and grotesquely great clawed appendages, supporting themselves with ease by the aid of black rubbery wings of singularly monstrous dimensions.”
– August Derleth, The Lurker at the Threshold
Ink on A6 sketchbook from my Great Old Ones & Their Kin series
At the court of Azazoth, Sultan of Demons
Many gods are now nameless
Some of them are faceless
Thus cannot be looked upon
Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook
Guardians of the temple of Sagon, the Androcephals Winged Taurus watches.
It is old, for it have three pairs of horns, He is Divine, for it has wings, It is powerful, for it has the body of the taurus.
Beware, and don’t lie !
Pencil doodlle on A6 sketchbook
(all I could think about while drawing them was https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAMRTGv82Zo )