Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,
But every night I see the rubbery things,
Black, horned, and slender, with membraneous wings,
And tails that bear the bifid barb of hell.
They come in legions on the north wind's swell,
With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,
Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings
To grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare's well.
Over the jagged peaks of Thok they sweep,
Heedless of all the cries I try to make,
And down the nether pits to that foul lake
Where the puffed shoggoths splash in doubtful sleep.
But oh! If only they would make some sound,
Or wear a face where faces should be found!
from "Fungi from Yuggoth" - by H. P. Lovecraft
Always been one of my personal favourites among Lovecraft's benighted underworld denizens.
Finally got around to having a go at drawing one.
Knowing what I'm like, it wont be long before I end up tweaking this detail or that. On something thats supposed to be black, its sometimes what not to define that does it, but I'm pretty sure i can see more details that will demand my attention before the day is much older...
EDIT: A few refinements to some of the highlights on the legs, hands and feet mainly.
EDIT: Lighting/definition tweaks. Not a big deal.