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Old legends warn that no kingdom falls by iron and fire alone. It is preceded by mirth invited willingly through its gates. Vizzika arrives gently as he always does. Thin as famine, pale as old bone, draped in a scarlet motley, and his noseless face fixed in that terrible, fissured grin.
He offers wit to weary rulers and jests light enough to float above the weight of empire. What ruin could a simple fool bring, jingling softly at the heel of power? He is welcomed. He is always welcomed.
The king laughs first, then the court, then no one…
Slow as rot, truth begins to fester in his every joke. Trust curdles and counsel falters. When the throne finally breaks beneath its own gnawing doubt, Vizzika does not flee, but instead he bows. Low and long and loving.
He was invited, after all.
Details:
8” x 10” artwork printed on 8.5” x 11” 165gsm Epson Premium Presentation Paper (Matte).
Ships flat in protective archival packaging.
Old legends warn that no kingdom falls by iron and fire alone. It is preceded by mirth invited willingly through its gates. Vizzika arrives gently as he always does. Thin as famine, pale as old bone, draped in a scarlet motley, and his noseless face fixed in that terrible, fissured grin.
He offers wit to weary rulers and jests light enough to float above the weight of empire. What ruin could a simple fool bring, jingling softly at the heel of power? He is welcomed. He is always welcomed.
The king laughs first, then the court, then no one…
Slow as rot, truth begins to fester in his every joke. Trust curdles and counsel falters. When the throne finally breaks beneath its own gnawing doubt, Vizzika does not flee, but instead he bows. Low and long and loving.
He was invited, after all.
Details:
8” x 10” artwork printed on 8.5” x 11” 165gsm Epson Premium Presentation Paper (Matte).
Ships flat in protective archival packaging.