What I see is as hard to describe as it is to make sense of.
It is as if someone had passed a hot knife in space itself, the area is crooked and shaped oddly, a mirror exploding but being stopped in time the moment the flames went wild, the edges sharp and bustling, a moving mirage almost alive and pulsating with melted shapes and colors, a mural broken and spaced out in the air.
All of that surrounds an even stranger figure in the middle.
It is… half a person actually, the skin pale with the tone of death and thin like paper, the arms stretch out above by chains that has the ends floating in the air, te same low atmosphere effect pulling the body's long jet black hair above and moving as if under the sea, whipping about like a long foxes black tail.
