INKTOBER #12 - Flutist of Azathoth

Going stronk! So this is the second of the demonic courtiers of the blind, idiot god Azathoth, the seething primal chaos. When the drummers plays their irregular beats it is the accursed flute players that weave the music that keep the outer god in trance that keeps our reality from shattering and ceasing... It's more inconsistent, more fluid in form, it's very flesh churning and changing, mouths opening wherever it can to continue playing their flutes. Next coming - Dancers of Azathoth!