Wreathed in wisps of wickedness, the relentless wraith rider roams the realm, wielding a wretched weapon of woven whispers. A rageful wild rampage, a wake of wailing and woe. Once righteous, worthy, respected—now wrathful, repugnant, wicked.

This is an 8.5” x 11” two-color risograph print, featuring a Wraith Rider.

Once a brave and just warrior, she was felled in battle to dark magics. When traveling across the war-torn countryside at night, you may hear a clattering gallop on the keening wind. By then it may already be too late.