“...and I heard as it were the noise of thunder,          one of the four beasts say ‘Come and see’             And I saw              And behold it was a white horse                 And Hell followed with him...

His words that drip like honey are deceit. His sermon spoken with charm alone. This act he puts on seems firm but even the hawk is eventually exposed as a blue jay. That way of life cannot bring peace, not like that. Many around him suffer by his own hand. His own family, his daughter. This man needs help. Do not trust him.

A long awaited request for @supercalifragilisticosteoporosis who has been so patient! She wanted an unsympathetic Joseph and I had fun drawing this. I’ve had a lot of art block but drawing a bit more stylized has really helped. I hope the paragraph isn’t cringy, I wanted it to be dark and fun to read, as if it was being told by a narrator or a cautionary tale by a older person you met while stopping at a gas station or diner in Montana