There's something powerful about ancient stone guardians staring down time itself. In this post, we explore why gargoyles are more than just architectural flair—they’re silent protectors and metal icons carved in stone.
Legend says they were once demons turned to stone by a cursed bell toll that doomed them to be frozen for eternity, guarding the sacred and the damned. I like to think they chose to protect us, not because they had to, but because they remembered what evil looked like.
A few years ago, I placed a stone gargoyle statue on a shelf in my room, right above my gaming setup. It became a silent observer—watching as I fought my way through brutal battles in Mordhau, parried in Elden Ring, and even died repeatedly in QWOP. We shared those moments, one unblinking, the other screaming into a headset.
I spend more time designing grimdark tattoos than sleeping—especially during crunch week for class. Between listening to Tool on repeat and sketching out cursed flesh-bound tunics for my card game, my world is made of ink, riffs, and inspiration that bites back.
I still think about the early mornings I used to skate to class, just to feel the cold air whip past me. That part of my life never left—it’s there when I design a game with speed and momentum in mind, or when I imagine a corrupted rogue skating across rooftops in my next DnD campaign.
My cat Blue was more than just a pet—he was my little shadow. He played fetch, sat on my desk while I coded, and probably heard more of my game ideas than anyone else. If I could make a tattoo of him with wings and fangs, perched on a cathedral, I would.
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