fauvist style amidst a maelstrom of fractured moonbeams and shattered refrains, four aberrant entities with limbs that twist like gnarled roots and luminescence that stutters like morse code gather around a thicket of withered reeds and corroded instruments, their otherworldly auras crackling in jarring synchrony with the cacophonous whispers of a forgotten tongue, as the very fabric of reality seems to unravel beneath the weight of a crescent moon's diseased glow. . wild colors, bold strokes, non naturalistic color