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You walk through the pouring rain, white clouds of breath escaping your cold lips as you push on. Water make puddes on the pavement and you try to avoid them the best you can. Its cold. And dark. In the distance dogs are barking. You make a quick turn and find youself in a narrow alleyway between tall buildings. Theres no street light in here, and yet you keep walking. Faster. But then you stop.
    Something move in the other end of the alley, appear from behind the corner. Dancing silhouettes on the wall. Pale shapes in the shadows. They are... hands. Many hands, crawling over the walls like spiders - attached to snake like, billowing arms, reaching, searching.
    You start to back away. Turn around to flee the way you came. But when a snarl cut through the night. And you realize that you are trapped. They block the way. Skeletal creatures resembling dogs only bigger. Black fur covering starved bodies. Blind skulls grinning wide, flashing sharp teeth. They are at least 8 maybe more. And on their ragged backs dousands of arms are reaching toward you. That is when you see the eyes.

You sit up so fast that you get dizzy. Heart beating fast. Night clothes drenched in sweat. The moonlight flow in through the window casting soft shadows over your room. Everything is silent in the house. Everyone sleeping. It was a dream. No matter how real it had felt. Only a dream. You fall back into bed. Relieved.
    In the distance dogs start barking and you stiffle a shudder. Youve had that same dream for a while now. But never before have those monsterous creatures come so close. Never before have you seen the hands. The eyes. You turn in bed, put the cover around you. Time to skip out on late night snacks.
    Soft footsteps just outside your window break the silence. The sound of many feet. No, not feet. Paws. And no again, not outside your window anymore. Just outside your bedroom door. Heavy snarling breaths follow. Nails start scraping over your door. And then you see the door handle move.

What do you think? Scared of the monsters you see before you? What would you say if I told you that these "monsters" arent truly evil but protectors of the innocent? Namely, protectors of animals.
You see, these beasts, the "Soul Seers" hunt those who deliberately hurt, kill and/or are cruel to animals. Thats when they notice you and start to show up in your subconsious, in your dreams. At first they are far of, mere shadows lurking in the background. You may catch a glimps of a big black animal, hear a distant bark. But if your cruelty continue so will their grasp of you and soon your dreams turn into nightmares. The barks will become more intense, draw closer. More and more skeletal paw prints will appear where you walk. Hand prints and nail marks will cover the walls. And the feeling of always being chased fill your very essence. And finally they will catch up to you, surround you, trap you, and fully see you. That is when the Soul Seers are able to tread into your reality and find you. That is when your time is over my friend, and there is no escape. But be sensible, can you even say you derserve to get away..?

Seers hunt in packs, up to 50 individuals in one unit. They exists in thousands. They are intelligent and fast, and even tho their skeletal heads are blind they have more than enough eyes to see both in dark and light. When those eyes lock onto a corrupted soul they wont stop the hunt until said soul is devoured, and when it is, a new pair of arms, hands and eyes will grow from the Soul Seers body... Need I really explain from where they come?

MADE:
The Soul Seer is completely handmade, original and OOAK (one of a kind). Its head, neck, legs and tail are all hand sculpted, every shape, line and detail made with the outmost of care. The head is also casted for durability, and everything painted, shaded and highlighted in acrylics with small brushes, time and effort. The eyes (on the hands) are glossed for a lifelike look and everything sealed and varnished for protection. Its body is made of the softest and most high quality fauxfur that Ive trimmed over a very sturdy wire skeleton. It is also shaped so it looks like the ribcage is visible, and theres added blood stains in the fur, on the limbs and inside the neckline of hands. The Soul Seer is completely posable, from the neck, legs and feet, 7 arms and tail. It can take a wide variety of stances and is super durable (wont break even if you happen to drop him - is is not a toy for childen tho but a unique artwork. In total it has 12 hands - all hand sculpted one by one and seven of them (on its back) has glow in the dark eyes painted on the back of the hands. The Soul Seer is a truly unique artdoll, lots and lots of hours, skills, careful work and a part of my soul went into making it and I will never make another like it again. Enjoy and Thank You for looking! <3

SIZE: It stand 42cm tall (16.53 inches) and 37cm long (14.56 inches)

© 2020 Linda Escaron Lundqvist - all rights reserved

Description
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Adopt him HERE: sta.sh/26yhxfd1odr?edit=1

You walk through the pouring rain, white clouds of breath escaping your cold lips as you push on. Water make puddes on the pavement and you try to avoid them the best you can. Its cold. And dark. In the distance dogs are barking. You make a quick turn and find youself in a narrow alleyway between tall buildings. Theres no street light in here, and yet you keep walking. Faster. But then you stop.
    Something move in the other end of the alley, appear from behind the corner. Dancing silhouettes on the wall. Pale shapes in the shadows. They are... hands. Many hands, crawling over the walls like spiders - attached to snake like, billowing arms, reaching, searching.
    You start to back away. Turn around to flee the way you came. But when a snarl cut through the night. And you realize that you are trapped. They block the way. Skeletal creatures resembling dogs only bigger. Black fur covering starved bodies. Blind skulls grinning wide, flashing sharp teeth. They are at least 8 maybe more. And on their ragged backs dousands of arms are reaching toward you. That is when you see the eyes.

You sit up so fast that you get dizzy. Heart beating fast. Night clothes drenched in sweat. The moonlight flow in through the window casting soft shadows over your room. Everything is silent in the house. Everyone sleeping. It was a dream. No matter how real it had felt. Only a dream. You fall back into bed. Relieved.
    In the distance dogs start barking and you stiffle a shudder. Youve had that same dream for a while now. But never before have those monsterous creatures come so close. Never before have you seen the hands. The eyes. You turn in bed, put the cover around you. Time to skip out on late night snacks.
    Soft footsteps just outside your window break the silence. The sound of many feet. No, not feet. Paws. And no again, not outside your window anymore. Just outside your bedroom door. Heavy snarling breaths follow. Nails start scraping over your door. And then you see the door handle move.

What do you think? Scared of the monsters you see before you? What would you say if I told you that these "monsters" arent truly evil but protectors of the innocent? Namely, protectors of animals.
You see, these beasts, the "Soul Seers" hunt those who deliberately hurt, kill and/or are cruel to animals. Thats when they notice you and start to show up in your subconsious, in your dreams. At first they are far of, mere shadows lurking in the background. You may catch a glimps of a big black animal, hear a distant bark. But if your cruelty continue so will their grasp of you and soon your dreams turn into nightmares. The barks will become more intense, draw closer. More and more skeletal paw prints will appear where you walk. Hand prints and nail marks will cover the walls. And the feeling of always being chased fill your very essence. And finally they will catch up to you, surround you, trap you, and fully see you. That is when the Soul Seers are able to tread into your reality and find you. That is when your time is over my friend, and there is no escape. But be sensible, can you even say you derserve to get away..?

Seers hunt in packs, up to 50 individuals in one unit. They exists in thousands. They are intelligent and fast, and even tho their skeletal heads are blind they have more than enough eyes to see both in dark and light. When those eyes lock onto a corrupted soul they wont stop the hunt until said soul is devoured, and when it is, a new pair of arms, hands and eyes will grow from the Soul Seers body... Need I really explain from where they come?

MADE:
The Soul Seer is completely handmade, original and OOAK (one of a kind). Its head, neck, legs and tail are all hand sculpted, every shape, line and detail made with the outmost of care. The head is also casted for durability, and everything painted, shaded and highlighted in acrylics with small brushes, time and effort. The eyes (on the hands) are glossed for a lifelike look and everything sealed and varnished for protection. Its body is made of the softest and most high quality fauxfur that Ive trimmed over a very sturdy wire skeleton. It is also shaped so it looks like the ribcage is visible, and theres added blood stains in the fur, on the limbs and inside the neckline of hands. The Soul Seer is completely posable, from the neck, legs and feet, 7 arms and tail. It can take a wide variety of stances and is super durable (wont break even if you happen to drop him - is is not a toy for childen tho but a unique artwork. In total it has 12 hands - all hand sculpted one by one and seven of them (on its back) has glow in the dark eyes painted on the back of the hands. The Soul Seer is a truly unique artdoll, lots and lots of hours, skills, careful work and a part of my soul went into making it and I will never make another like it again. Enjoy and Thank You for looking! <3

SIZE: It stand 42cm tall (16.53 inches) and 37cm long (14.56 inches)

© 2020 Linda Escaron Lundqvist - all rights reserved