Steven Rogers - Windigo (Flesheater of the Forests)

The Wendigo was gaunt to the point of emaciation; its desiccated skin pulled tautly over its bones. With its bones pushing out against its skin, its complexion the ash gray of death, and its eyes pushed back deep into their sockets; the Wendigo looked like a gaunt skeleton recently disinterred from the grave. What lips it had were tattered and bloody. Its body was unclean and suffering from suppurations of the flesh, giving off a strange and eerie odor of decay and decomposition, of death and corruption.
- Basil Johnston, Ojibwe teacher and scholar, Ontario, Canada.
Personal Character exploration, part of my Cryptid Creature Series.
Digital Illustration, Krita 2023
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