[Trigger Warning: Dark Gothic Weird Western Horror Story filled with dark themes and subjects.] #1 in WEIRD WEST #1 in Weird Western #10 in Clowns In the godless silence of the high desert, where the sun bleaches bones and the wind whispers only of oblivion, a cursed caravan rolls. It is a blight upon the landscape, a traveling sermon of flesh and nightmare preached by a man known only as the Cynical Sigma. More a phantom than a man, Sigma is a sculptor of the grotesque, a collector of suffering whose living exhibits are the proof of his blasphemous art. His troupe of "freaks" is a collection of walking tragedies-a half-man, half-dog that cries for a master's mercy, a bloodless woman who seeks what cannot be found inside herself, a clown whose smile is a rictus of despair. They are the main attraction in a show that offers no delight, only a glimpse into a darkness that festers at the edges of the civilized world. But no grave is safe from Sigma's hunger. His true commerce is not in ticket sales, but in the raw material he harvests from freshly turned earth. He is a thief of the dead, and the towns he leaves behind are haunted not by ghosts, but by empty plots and a lingering sense of violation. The caravan moves on, a plague leaving only dust and desecration in its wake. Yet, even in the West's vast indifference, a shadow stirs. Gerald Myles, a retired sheriff whose own history is a tapestry of loss woven by Sigma's hand, has picked up the trail. He is an old bloodhound, a man whose soul has been worn down to a single, sharp purpose: vengeance. His quest is not merely to bring a criminal to justice, but to expose a rot that goes far beyond mere murder. He knows that the monsters in the cages are not the true horror; they are merely the symptoms. The disease is the Cynical Sigma himself.

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~Trigger warning~ ~Disclaimer~ None of the art was created by nor owned by me Very dark material ahead, may not be suited for some readers. Cosmic horror is advised. This my own original work inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft. Therefore you may dub this story as being "Lovecraftian" or even fanfiction. ~Story Summary~ This story details the cosmological horrifying events that a Judge by the name of Micheal Grund experiences after losing his eldest son to D-Day, WWII. He returns to the California Coastal Island town that his son was born in, Moundwater Island. From there the story delves into depths of astronomical cosmic horror as the cloudy-limbs above descend upon the town and bring about unknowing terror that our simple human minds cannot possibly fathom without a bit of madness breaking us into millions of existential pieces. •RANKINGS• #2 HPLovecraft #1 Judicial #9 CosmicHorror #6 Cthulu #6 Lovecraftian

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