she was so afraid of the bees that she refused to take off the veiled sunhat and gloves.
they should have know better when they didn’t see a single bee.
she led them through the forest striding weightlessly,the light dappling her uncovered legs as they walked to her home. there were no blue veins under the pale waxy skin.
her arm brushed theirs as they walked inside and her skin seemed to vibrate slightly. she explained it away as a quickened pulse brought on by not having entertained a guest in so long. a little flattery and a shy smile behind black mesh goes a long way.
when she bent over them to set the table she smelled strongly of warm paper and sweet candles. the strange flowery food was amazing and she hummed to them while they ate. she didn’t stop humming when they looked up and asked why she still wore the veiled sunhat indoors.
she didn’t stop humming as she lifted the veil and a dollop of warm waxy skin slid down her face, barly missing the beauty mark that stepped out of the way to avoid it. another drop fell from her dainty wrist as the bees bled out of her.
she didn’t stop humming when they started to scream.
bee witch design commission for alizabug! i may have taken this a little too far.
the Bee Witch is kind of scarecrow-like. she uses pieces of hollow bone as a skeleton and relies heavily on clothing to give the impression of a body. exposed skin and hair are imitated using thin layers of wax and paper which melt if the swarm gets too excited. because of the melting issue she keeps her face covered which also hides proof that it might have been someone else’s face at one point. the wax hides rot preeeeeety well but. you know. the bees do their best with human facial expressions but the veil is so much more forgiving. a good shape shifting insect witch lets the set pieces do most of the heavy lifting and has magic pick up the spare bits.
she uses the humans she traps as new hosts for the swarm so the ‘hive’ i’ve drawn her in has probably been used for WAY too long as there are barely any human bits left. there might be hands in those gloves and feet in those boots but they probably aren’t as carefully preserved as the face. they are probably lookin’ Rough.
she tends to have the amazing/terrible fashion sense of a small child who’s really into botany.
Three fetal skeletons, between 6 and 8 months development, stand arranged on a display of renal, bladder, and gall stones, and vascular trees.
The topmost skeleton is that of a female at 6 months gestation, and holds a string of pearls. The left skeleton is a male at 7 months gestation, and holds a miniature scythe. The right one is a female at 8 months gestation, and is wiping its eyes with a sheet of mesentery - the connective tissue found between body cavities.
Thesaurus Anatomicus (Primus). Frederik Ruysch, 1721.
