The city sleeps. The grin does not.
Somewhere past the empty train station and the flickering neon signs, this glowing skull waits inside the dark like a forgotten symbol painted on wet concrete. The purple flames twist upward softly while the cracked shadows around the face keep the artwork feeling cold, sharp, and strangely calm.
The deep black background gives the glowing eyes room to breathe, making the artwork feel huge even on a small screen. Minimal layout. Maximum atmosphere.
