an embroidery bestiary

Warbles

Warbles, the sound of its name alone is able to shake even the bravest of men. Despite all the rage and wickedness that fill its small body, nobody seems to care about how sharp its cute little fangs are. Neither it realizes how soft and colofrul its fur is. It feeds of the love and affection of the others, who pretend to be terrified in front of it to not hurt its feelings. One day it will understand that everybody is treating it like a kid with a scary costume on Halloween and its revenge will destroy the world. Nobody will be safe from its high-pitch screaming and blood-thirst. On that day, may our death be quick and painless.

the One who lurks in the Depths

Its existence, a legend. Its name, unkown. People have heard stories, stories told in whispers when the night is dark and the sound of the storm covers the most gruesome details. Bodies have been found on the shores, their skin covered by the marks left by powerful tentacle. Their eyes empty, their expression petrified. It is impossible to understand what unspeakable horrors they saw in the Depths, where the light of the sun cannot reach. There, in dark underwater caves, it lives, unaware of its reputation. It spends its time breeding pet crabs and it likes to draw portraits of its jellyfish friends in the sand. It would love to go on holidays and see how life is near the surface, but it’s scared that its crabs would miss it.

a forgotten portrait

Nobody knows who is the subject of this portrait. It’s just a little confused blob of emotions, curiosity, affection, fear, mostly fear. It holds a balloon. Who knows what the balloon represents. Someone says it’s its love. Maybe the balloon it’s just a balloon and it’s looking for somebody who can accept it. Maybe one day it will realize that it’s just a symbol without any meaning and it will let it fly away, free. And watching it becoming smaller and smaller against the blue sky, it will understand that everything that matters is already inside it and it needs no external symbol to validate what it feels.