I went to the emergency room on Wednesday to get treatment for what has turned out to be Acute Bronchitis. I've been struggling with an upper respiratory infection since the first week of this month and with the Sarcoidosis, respiratory issues can be tricky at best. Since Thanksgiving it had taken a dramatic turn for the worse and I spent the first part of the week looking for a free clinic to assist me and found none. I'm on the mend (I hope) and resting, but in the meantime, I've gotten behind here at Zombie Bites. I'll try to get things caught up in the next few weeks but I ask that you bear with me in the meantime. Thanks.
This on is a little cartoony, but that was all I had in me at the time. It does hearken to the kind of werewolf from the first Howling movie and the issues of Moon Knight that had Werewolf by Night in them. I'll draw another one full figure at some point and loosen up the style. I've always been fond of / afraid of werewolves. This was the kind of thing lurking beneath the back porch steps waiting to grab my ankle.
Near the palace at Gnosis,
birthed of union and godly misfortune,
I keep myself at bay with a confusion of corridors.
I build a labyrinthine meander to house my savagery,
my monstrous child self.