Chaos-wrack

Black ball-point pen on cartridge paper

For some reason, when I think of Chaos (in the Moorcockian sense) I alway think of tentacles. Tentacles and eyeballs.

I got really bored with this before it was half-way finished.

Musings on Class

Druids? Or just grubby old men in blankets? I have a fondness for AD&D, but one of the things that drove me away from it back in the...