Perched high on a weathered stump, a ghost lingers in the silver glow of the moon. A bat cuts across the night, swift and certain, while a skully lounges in the moss with a grin that knows more than it tells. Flora and tangled green creep around their gathering place, turning the base into a woodland altar. It isn’t a sweet scene...it’s a pact of night creatures, bound together by shadow and a hint of mischief. Spooky, but never without style.
9.25" tall
