thought of this while eating a sandwich
She is standing at the crest of a bluff thrust up into the air by the force of her. Below and around her the land is rent and burned. Mountains torn up in a flash of rage, rifts cracked through the earth, smoldering from the fires below. She is standing, naked save the violent, clawing shadows around her, grasping at her skin, dragging her into or being sucked in by the void behind her. Her face is drawn, eyes black, wisps of the black aether flowing from her mouth which is open in a mute song or scream. Her face is expressionless, mind focused on the nothing behind her.
Behind her is the void, tearing at the world around it, ragged edges of the sky flapping in the wind as the void inhales the world.
